We’re back at the bar trying to wrap, or is that warp, a conversation around Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: “Your Friday
Several years ago, while riding my bike on the ring road behind the airport. I suffered a blowout of my front tire. At the time,
They are milling and paving the highway I use to get to work in the morning, and the entrance ramp that I use is closed.
Let’s change this up a bit. I’m going to give you the one-liner, and then you are free to leave. Well, you’re always free to
This makes 11 weeks in a row that I’ve enjoyed a weekly break. I’ve been enjoying these writing-free Sundays, but I am getting anxious to
It’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, and we are gathered at No Facilities Bar and Grill for some adult beverages, a little health food and some