One blog post at a time.

It’s like getting 3 free months of e-tickets to Disneyland but the only ride open is that rickety no-name roller coaster they built before liability…

Wondering at our luck in our escape, pride in each other’s soaring, we see that wherever it is we land, it’s surprisingly sunny there.

I’m a writer of tales. Mostly awkward. Mostly true. Mostly funny. Mostly about me because I’m walking between banana peels and am not very graceful, for the most part.