You Can’t Buy Dignity, But You Can Sell It

Although I’m not speaking through a trach tube and using phrases like ‘pert near’, I know I am sounding like my grandfather when I say: Things sure were better back in the good ole days. Remember when a loaf of bread cost one third a pile of dirt? Slide rules were 40 cents a dozen? […]

In lieu of being able to score touchdowns, knock people out, hit home runs or even bomb dark-skinned populated nations; god has blessed me with the strength and knowledge to write HTML. I do these pages in his honor. Amen.