Climate change? Plastic pollution? A stray asteroid? It seems every time I turn on the news my limbic system gets beaten to a pulp by...

. This being the time for reflection on the year past, I recoiled somewhat when I began to reflect on some of the crap we’ve had to deal wit...

. What better way to end the old year and bring in the new than to hand out a bright shiny award? The last time I did The Rambling Be...

For the past 2 days Meg had been watching me struggle with a particularly fiendish Sudoku puzzle. I have to admit with a certain overbearing...

. When someone we love dies, we are broken beyond healing. It is not a wound that will eventually knit back together; instead we are smas...

. I usually blog about whatever occurs to me at the time or what I’m currently obsessing about. Sometimes there are things going on that ...