Why Normal Isn’t Normal (Yes, this includes you.)
So, I’m sitting at Starbucks in Portland, Oregon, sipping my Americano and watching people. Weird people. Lots of them. Of course, this city prides itself on being weird. It’s not…
So, I’m sitting at Starbucks in Portland, Oregon, sipping my Americano and watching people. Weird people. Lots of them. Of course, this city prides itself on being weird. It’s not…
My grandson, Caleb, is not a fan of dogs (to put it mildly). You can imagine his frustration when Gramps continues to promise he’ll find a puppy under the tree…