Feel Good Friday

I know it’s late.  I know you’re weary.  I know your plans don’t include me. But god damn it, they should include some Lynard Skynard! Ha.  Three guesses what I did with my day.

Ernie Barnes

On my way home yesterday, they were talking about the artist, Ernie Barnes, who died. And he said that he painted every person in his pictures with their eyes closed because we all walk through life with our eyes closed, refusing to see the humanity in each other.

Unwell Sleep and Walpurgis Night

It wasn’t just the lightning and thunder.  Nor the frenzied running around only to discover that the Butcher had already smartly shut the windows,  It was mostly the panicked dog who both wanted to be exactly where I was in the bed, shivvering and panting, and then drooling, and who wanted to be pacing around [...]

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