Sine Qua Non

I am now a grown-up. At thirty-four years old, I’ve somehow managed to avoid the pitfalls of encroaching adulthood and sidestep the devious placement of its various landmines for over three decades now, but it’s finally caught up… Read More

Concerning Arboreal Murder…

Seeing as how Mother’s Day is coming up this Sunday, I thought I would devote the rest of this week’s entries to delving into the next-to-oldest profession by sharing some stories of my own mother. Somewhere along the… Read More