I'm back from having the car serviced, feeling relieved. Not only did it pass inspection but they didn't come out with a list of things I ought to do. (Trust me, I was ready to eat mechanics for breakfast if necessary. Most learn after the first attempt of scamming me on "necessary repairs" that it... Continue Reading →
That’s my Secret
I'm tired, first of all. Secondly, I'm always tired. And finally, that means that when I'm writing, I'm writing through a fog of fatigue. This is... not always true. Sometimes, briefly, I am not feeling tired and I am usually dictating in my car on the way to work when that happens. I have to... Continue Reading →