Home is Where…
The days drift by They don’t have names None of the streets here look the same And there’re so many quiet places And smilin’ eyes…
The days drift by They don’t have names None of the streets here look the same And there’re so many quiet places And smilin’ eyes…
OK – hate is probably too strong a word. Or not. Depends on your personality and gringo-osity (new word, ©2016, me). Unirregardless (old word, coined…
Mornin’ ya’ll, Sitting here thinking about what to write. Gonna try to answer some of the questions we’ve been emailed. Since I’m eating breakfast while…
It’s a lazy morning here and too chilly (71F, 22C) to go outside yet, so I thought I’d whip a little info on yas. Here…