‘Tis the season to go looking for love, and probably in all the wrong places. You’ve been socially conditioned to have some kind of love transaction this second week of February, and with all due respect to the Hallmark executives, let’s forget about everyone else for a sec and focus the love light inwards. (You...
We had to put our little Ralphie cat down last week and I feel like I've been shot by a rifle. No, wait — a cannon — that’s a far more accurate metaphor. Cannonballs leave way bigger holes than piddly little rifle pellets, and the point I’m trying to make is that there’s a cavernous hole...