Pride, Prejudice, Pot, and Pants

Guns don’t kill people.  Pants kill people. A gentleman in Tennessee recently shot himself in the chin when he took off his pants and placed them on his dresser, “at which time the 25 caliber Baretta pistol in the right front pocket discharged.” You’ve got to love a police...

A Dearth of Mirth

“You really need to make time for some MIRTH,” says Husband, helpfully. “Oh?”  I say, in full attack mode.  “And just what is that supposed to mean?  You find me uptight and humorless and dour, lately?  You think I’m dying by grumpy degrees for want of a creative outlet? ...