Parched

  I’ll tell you what, ladies and gentleman. I’m going through a dry spell. Words are few and far between. Thoughts are scattered and jumbled. And because we’ve been spending a lot of time in the house, focusing on us, and business, and future...

I Have a Dream

  Or, at least I had a dream. Last night. You know, while I was sleeping. (You thought this was going to be about Martin Luther King, Jr., didn’t you?) I dreamed that I was in a maximum security prison. Weird, huh? It was also awful. And scary. And I missed...