Across a deadbeat sky

Enough death and dumpster fires; it’s time for some Classic Kitty, (or at least a rusty attempt to resurrect) the WLK you had come to know and love, at least before the last year or two (or more?  I might have lost count, have you?) happened.  Sooooo…. Big earthquakes aside, part of the non-blogging issue … More Across a deadbeat sky

What do you mean being random is pointless?

Certain concepts and activities are underappreciated these days.  Like just hanging out and enjoying silence.  Like watching the kitty sleep.  Like the merit of a gray sky and bare trees (yes, I know it’s South Texas; the freeze hit us hard; there were botanical casualties). It’s in environments like this that thoughts germinate and bloom, … More What do you mean being random is pointless?

Who remembers?

Usually I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday.  Oh, alright, you got me; I always remember what I ate the morning before, because it’s always the same: bacon.  OK, so I cheated there.  Made for a good opening cliché though, right? Heh.  😉 Alrighty then, let’s try another… I might not remember what … More Who remembers?