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I like words, actually I love words. I guess that makes sense as I am a writer, but I loved words before I was a writer because I was a...

  Well here it is a brand new year.  I wanted to start this year with my mind open and my mouth closed, but then it was time for breakfast. ...

 Once again Mother Nature has drug her cold front through town.  Spent the day covering up water faucets and wrapping up windows.  Boy what ...

This was originally written in 2016.   The location of your mailbox shows you how far away from your house you can be in a robe before you s...

  Now that we have made it through the supposedly scariest holiday of the season, let me remind you that the one coming up is actually the s...

  Trumpypoo announced his newest send me money campaign scam this week.   Of course he didn’t come right out and say, “Send me money,” he j...

  First rule of redneck poetry. It doesn’t have to make sense; it just must rhyme. It’s that time of the year when leaves begin turning an...