The month of new beginnings.

Or better: the month of newness and beginnings, since most beginnings are new anyway. This newness is special. You can just tell. So all of a sudden it’s September. And not just September but now. It was kind of … dark-ish when I climbed out of bed at six...

Friday Chicken #59: Goodbye 5769

Because it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection. And you get to join in if you feel like it. Man. I am wiped out....

Argh. Crap. Happy new year?

Oh no! I mean, hey! It’s that time again! So it’s funny we were just talking about chickens (well, I was — read the last post if you don’t know what I’m talking about and hey, maybe you still won’t) because I’m kind of running...
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