Bits And Pieces.
I'll be 52 tomorrow and I just found out strange things happen when guilt and fear combine with aging.
The thing I miss most about being young is the ability to walk into any pub or club and go dancing whenever I felt like it.
I haven't written because I haven't had anything worthwhile to say and I still have nothing worthwhile to say but I figured I better update before this blog disintegrates under the weight of cyber cobwebs.
I watched Ghost Whisperer last night and woke up this morning with the feeling God wants me to write a warning about it so here it is.
I'm really struggling to settle in to the new place. I think not smoking inside is leaving me with a dose of nicotine withdrawal even though I am still smoking.
The good thing about owning an old car is some motor mechanics love old cars and I have found one of them.
A religious booklet left in my letterbox made me think about how well I obey the ten commandments.
I've been thinking a lot about death lately or, more specifically, what will happen after death. Here's what I imagine Heaven and Hell will be like.
In this blog entry I tackle the weighty question that has plagued mankind ever since God threw Adam and Eve out of the garden of Eden. What is the meaning of life?
My mother has Picks disease and I went to visit her last week. She had no idea how ironic her complaints about the other people in her group home were.