Indeed, HELL has finally frozen over. Oops! Pay-up time! My mama was right.
My dog is jealous of my cat. Very! Our corner shop has the solution, so off I went. Sit! I walked. Returning, clutched to my doggie’s bag along with a […]
God does something crazy by allowing forty weeks to prepare for a child.
I was reflecting upon the sacrifice of relatives, friends and unknown heroes whose lives are the joint guarantors of my liberty, and I was contemplating a suitable tribute for The Journey, when I ran into James Tate, my guest on a previous show. “Did you see my note?” he greeted, with such enormous excitement and anxiety, I hesitated to admit I hadn’t.
Taking a meaningful stance against bullying, James Tate joins me on the journey, where we meet fascinating people with novel solutions to life’s tricky problems. He has awakened me to a few realties often taken for granted.
Trust me. I did not have sexual relations with that woman; there was no time. We were enjoying the hill country – Lake Travis. And if she was there, I’m definitely in a parallel universe searching for the key.
“Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.” Coach, parents and juniors on a trip the USTA Major Zone in Wichita Falls. Crew Commander Judah Epstein escorts the team through Mars Mission research prompting a recollection of Samuel Coleridge famous poem.