While glancing in a public restroom mirror (not the most flattering light in which to observe oneself), a routine thought crossed my mind: p

I was living near Amarillo, Texas in a small town named Canyon in a dry county. And I mean dry. Like a sizzling breeze that blasts your...

A few years ago, someone gave us a bottle of Poo Pourri. The concept is genius: mix really strong herbs with kick-ass essential oils,...

While walking on the trail recently, a little garter snake slithered onto my path. I don’t dislike snakes, I’m just uncomfortable with the w

With every passing experience, the reasons I don’t “fit in” to modern organizations continue to grow. Even though the Google generation pref

When I say fluff, I’m not talking about the cavity-enhancer that complements peanut butter. I’m referring to an accumulation of hair,...

Had I been able to speak, I might have said something like, “What the fuck?!” I’m told this is not an odd phrase to pour from the mouth of a

I don’t mind wounds. I’ve broken my nose, sprained ankles and even had a minor fracture. You get good mileage from a colorful wound or a set