Made some very firm rules about no cats in my office. To go along with the very firm rules about no cats on the furniture. You see how it goes.

That hopeful little moment where you think you might spell “soliloquy” correctly the first time.

…is to knock on my office door pretending she’s a Bosley hair restoration specialist making house calls. That’s what I get for letting her watch “Bewitched” reruns on Antenna TV.

A moment of silence, if you will, for Great-Grandma’s 7 iron, which outlived her for a decade, but succumbed tonight during a vigorous round of clodhopper apple golf. Our loss…View post

Mounted high horse, charged off to customer service, returned wearing my own saddle. TWICE. Pie? Yes please: 1 slice humble, 1 slice crow.