The passing of time is really a gift from God, even if it doesn’t seem like it at the time. Things get easier with time, save for a select few things. One of those is the tragic events of September 11, 2001. I sit here writing this on September 11, 2012. Has it really been eleven years?
Have you ever thought, “What was I thinking?” I have asked myself that question several times. Sometimes I act before I think, and sometimes I regret doing that.
It’s remarkable how Liberal Idealists fawn over low-lifers like Castro of Cuba, or Muammar Qadhafi of Libya…some have said Hitler was an alright guy---just misunderstood. Tell that to 80 million murdered Jews.
There is nothing I love more than a quiet house all to myself. I enjoy sitting with my feet up, a book in front of me, a cup of hot tea on the table beside me, and nobody calling my name. I often wish for more times like these, but the truth is if I didn’t have the daily distractions, delivered
Football is back! Last Saturday, the college football season kicked off. I was in front of the television all day. I did take a football break for the St.
Tyelie is a 16 year old beautiful female and is a sophomore in high school. She has a sweet and likeable personality. Tyelie is friendly and outgoing and also has a good sense of humor. Tyelie is athletic and enjoys playing sports and she has been on the track and volleyball teams and was most
As the saying goes, time waits for no man. Many of you may not be experienced in the art of killing time; but, ‘time wasters’ can sure make time fly.
Working as a kitchen mechanic it never ceases to amaze me how one single action in the kitchen can generate three or four times as much trash. If I could get away with it and first wife Bett wouldn’t holler too loud, I’d get me a 55 gallon drum to replace the trash can in the corner.
I met Rodney and his three body guards, Ginger, Brock (middle name Lee), and Baby while I was on my paper route this week. Rodney is a rooster, his three body guards are dogs. They belong to the Shepherd family, who told me that Rodney was the last of his brood. The others were systematically