The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child’s Garden of Verses O, I was going to write about how we’re in the weeds here, as they say in the restaurant business. And
Or, Get out your snow goggles, it’s a blizzard of links! A few stray posts on this blog date back to May 2005, but those are false labor signs. Blogular Braxton-Hickses. I sent up a flare from the blue-black darkness following my nephew’s death, then went back to licking my
After Barbara’s service, Presidio Log Cabin, San Francisco, CA.* I’ve read What Color Is Your Parachute and done Meyers-Briggs tests that suggest what paths my work life might follow. The job title I never saw listed for myself, but should have, was Witness Bearer. No doubt many people have borne