(Orphaned) Child of the Eighties
I was a child in the Eighties. All of them. (Okay, so maybe I was a toddler for a tiny bit at the very beginning, but still: you get my point.) And yet being...
I was a child in the Eighties. All of them. (Okay, so maybe I was a toddler for a tiny bit at the very beginning, but still: you get my point.) And yet being...
Ah, what a theme that show had! I am humming it dramatically (there is no other way to hum it, really) as I shower this morning. For some reason Dalla...
My best friend Nate turned thirty today. Of course, I haven’t seen, him, spoken to him, received any correspondence from him, or even heard any news o...