If you walk around the block a couple times you’ll get more familiar with the neighborhood.
The mysteries of life really do expose themselves in time. It just takes patience to figure out what the hell is going on.
This weekend I experienced the “Parable of Abdul and the Leather Recliner.” I went to a parade and left before it started. Long story…..
…. and the weekend ended with a strenuous exchange of the Shepkids with Laurie Dann.
March has begun with a bang. Well if it began with a bang someone would have experienced some JumboLove. So it began with confusion that still might not be clear yet.
Our Jewish brothers and sisters are going over to Aunt Esther’s house for a party tonight. God Bless them and keep them safe.
Baseball is around the corner. I can smell those grilled onions in the concourse of Sox Park already.
Today is the beginning of ”Sixty Days of Celebrating Cecilia.” So I won’t be experiencing the Sausage Trifecta and a half dozen Old Styles on opening day.
Be Kind, but don’t take any shit either…. and kiss someone today!
