No. I do not own the rights to this photo of the one and only Idris Elba so I am fully prepared for the copyright police to come after me... Read More

Perhaps you’ve noticed a certain lack of words coming from these pages as of late. Maybe you haven’t and you’re also sick and tired of reading about how tired I... Read More

Back in 2017, before my MS went into hyper-speed mode, I shared what I thought at the time was a very open and vulnerable post about some of the body... Read More

Do you remember this epic scene from Ghost when Whoopi tells Demi Moore’s character Molly how she was in danger from specters from the great beyond? Better yet do you... Read More

I don’t think there is a MS-related concept that has troubled me more than the notion that since becoming a full-time wheelchair user I have become what some would consider... Read More

Once again, I’m starting a new post by amusing myself with my own stock image choices. When you think about it, I guess it’s a good skill to have? That... Read More

I cannot lie, reader, using the particular image I chose from my stock photo service for this post made me chuckle right out loud because as I’m sure you can... Read More

Nighttime is alive with sound here at the Hidden Falls Home for Wayward Women. Nighttime is the sound of a million unseen creatures coming in through my open windows. I... Read More

I can’t type. It sucks. Badly. So I made this cringey video. Click that link at your own risk, people. Writers should stick to writing, no?    ... Read More

I don’t remember when I started listening to the band Morphine. I know it was sometime in the late 90’s when I was working at Ketchum Advertising. The creative people... Read More