One of my memories as a child, is watching my father clip coupons from the Sunday paper. I still remember the red handled metal scissors that he used to cut them. My Mom and Dad also had some sort of accordion coupon filing envelope that was organized by type of food / coupon. It took [...]

So the first rule of blogging is to never explain why you’re gone and never apologize for it. I’ll violate the first part a bit, since I don’t know how to pick up when the last thing I wrote was back in September.
Since my last post

I had my face smashed by a line drive softball [...]

To the other side of the mantle. He’s a little disoriented, but he’ll be writing soon about his new perspective on life in the bowl.