I felt like Wile E. Coyote

Dear Diary, There was a day where raising chickens made me feel like Wile E. Coyote… My time as an egg rancher had provided my feeble body with a few benefits. No, it didn’t get me in shape. No, it didn’t …. well, whatever else you are wondering about that would matter to normal people.Read more

Invisible hammers and couch beds

Dear Diary, When life gives you invisible hammers, make couch beds. I was working at the low-income hotel, in the middle of another hectic day of trying to solve problems for an excessive number of people.  Ronald approached the front desk with a demeanor of defeat and frustration.  He had been by several times recently,Read more