This post has been stewing around in my brain for months now, and I still don’t know if I’m ready to write it.   Or, perhaps, to be o...

Epitaph The first time I died, I walked my ways; I followed the file of limping days. I held me tall, with ...

The other day I'd had enough - just had enough - just had ENOUGH of that crappy new trilogy called Fifty Shades of Grey that is burni...

This was the only video of this song that was remotely tolerable: most of them matched each line with Readers Digest/Ideals Magazine exact...

This amigurumi stuff. . . it's fascinating. I'm sneaking up on it slowly, doing it the coward's way (knitting rather than cro...