I hate to be a downer this close to the holidays, but I am having some pretty epic anger at the world right now, so the multiple attempts to write about something more lighthearted have been non-starters. I’m going to make a blanket statement here – it is not fair when little kids get seriously […]
In today’s lunchtime poll, I want to know about when life was the pits for you.
My granddad had novelty drinking glasses that were etched with a fake newspaper headline: Wilson Furious Turns 29 Again. If you asked him his age, he would say he was still 29. To hear my granddad tell it, 29 was the age to be. The salad days. The real golden years. I’ve been 29 for […]