Just a Song, This Morning.
On my way this morning, rain threatening to drop out of the lead winter sky, I left the radio on the station that Silent Bob
On my way this morning, rain threatening to drop out of the lead winter sky, I left the radio on the station that Silent Bob
Josh and I had been planning the trip since before he came back from Iraq. Having never been to Greece, I was eager to see
This past week some friends of mine, lets just call them Mr. and Mrs., gave me some apples. They grew these apples. In Houston. Where
I watched his little fuzzy head while he slept. As soon as he got some hair, it stood out around his head in a fine