I think potty training is around the corner. The child brought me a diaper last night, so I checked her. You know the casual peep down the back at the diaper, surveying the buttcrack for stinkies. Nothing there. Not five… Read More ›

For breakfast the child had hashbrowns. Hardly newsworthy I know, but to me hashbrowns are funny. According to the dictionary “hash” is “a mess, jumble, or muddle” or “a reworking of old and familiar material” This is hardly appetizing when… Read More ›

I should be in bed. Asleep. I am afraid to close my eyes. I don’t know what that being that has taken over Bug is plotting next. They say there is no rest for the wicked. They lie. The wicked… Read More ›