Like Rocks For Chocolate

I ain't much for popular opinion. I can't remember the last time I fully trusted the tally of a widely held opinion. This isn't a contrarian gallivant, myopic bent or some degenerative condition that rhymes with Larry King. Nah, it's just the truth in my lovely bones. A truth that cannot shut up, even when… Continue reading Like Rocks For Chocolate

If laughing at yourself is divine, then I’m a deity . . .

Because I don't have a prompt at the ready, I'm just gonna deal up some of the thoughts that went through my head this morning whilst sipping on Cuban coffee. For those of you playing at home, I only include the thoughts that weren't screaming at me in Pig Latin. Enjoyway ethay owshay! Designated Survivor┬ásits… Continue reading If laughing at yourself is divine, then I’m a deity . . .