Cup on the Bus

I’ve whined about this before.   My house is heated and cooled by a heat pump.   The last time I complained, last winter, all the wonderf...

I wrote that title yesterday; it was true and it hurt.   It snowed overnight; one of those descending temp affairs that melted the first...

The talking orange head’s current tweets intend obfuscating the coming century of deadly climate change. I’m not on a rant about his fla...

I’ve swept them all under the title of therapists, but in the aftermarket of home health, I am dealing with a program supervisor, a nurs...

Last night Laura went home with a friend and the two of them went to the school’s production of Midsummer Night’s Dream. Even at 9:30 PM, w...