In which I nominate the fifteen greatest albums from the 1980s.
In which I share some of my favorite poems.
In which we’ve had a wonderful holiday season.
In which I brave the nether regions of the trailer house in order to retrieve a dead skunk. Foul beast!
In which Rosings Park is home to birds and squirrels and cats, even in the middle of winter.
In which I have a series of nightmares.
In which I review — actually ‘rave about’ would be more apt — the new game World of Warcraft. It’s awesome.
In which I am thankful for Thanksgiving.
In which we attend a planning meeting on the future of Oak Grove: city or no city?
In which I contemplate the direction of my life and debate whether or not I ought to alter course.