*image by Ben Harubin

 

A glimpse by any other name is still a glimpse.

The possibility that you may actually MEET famous dead people may be
the only rational basis for fearing death.

 

Has anyone ever asked, “What’s going on here?”
who really wanted to know?

There is this one ole hanger-around out near the high side of the Bushes
who insists that time is feminine.

Don’t bother to live-and-learn if you’re not gonna bother to live.