Connecting Dots
Maybe a dictatorship took power on that day. A groundbreaking piece of legislation? A ceasefire of a war?
Grief is Like Glitter
The changing leaves are a reminder that nothing is permanently with us.
First of Shadows, First of Shots
I’d rub my arm and think, being first hurts.
Marvin
He was also a man whose lasting legacy would be defined in a single moment.
Chicxulub(ish)
On a day something like October 9th, 66 million(ish) years ago, a blanket of soot clouded every sky, spilled over every horizon.
October 8, T.A. 3018 (Year 1418 in Shire-reckoning)
No doubt a historical trigonometrist could measure the percentage of Weathertop that fell below the horizon each hour, though that study has yet to be published.
“Laramie Sparkles, Doesn’t It”
This isn’t a sparkly post.
The Current War (2019): Review Retrospective
It seems something has shorted in its circuitry.
The Andy Griffith Show
In a time when anticipatory grief and suffering are the ways of the world, it may seem naive to believe that Mayberry is more reality than dream.
Aiding Athletes in All Phases of Athletic Activity (and Me When My Tummy Hurts)
You could drink from whatever random thing you had and it was fine.
