friends – Life is a dark ride

A long time ago, in a kitchen far, far away…

There’s nothing like a home-cooked meal… unless it’s a pizza from a long-forgotten time.

And a small rant.

The holidays can be a tough time when half of your family is gone. But, how do you define family, really?

A writer’s workshop challenged me to dig up mixed memories about my teenage shoplifting days. This is the first half of the story…