heavy is the head that’s full of itself.

My brain is trying to kill me. That’s what my stinking-thinking’s all about.  I mean, to drink is to die, Continue reading →

welcome back, ploddder.

Apologies for the 10-day hiatus.  Nothing bad happened.  I’ve been working a lot lately, which is good; not turning anything Continue reading →

well?

I was in a bad mood this morning before my feet hit the floor. Instead of my 5-8 minutes of Continue reading →

the calls are coming from inside the house.

chapter 5. How it works. part 10.Pages 58 and 59 for those of you playing at home. Remember that we Continue reading →

shhhhh…

Don’t wake King Baby. When I’m right-sized, working the program and doing the next right thing, King Baby can sleep Continue reading →