The holidays are eating me up. The writing updraft of November has stilled into a deep, frozen hold and I feel I’ve nothing to say save for a few spare memories shaved off the sides. The following post is a combination of Throw me Thursday suggestions: Andy Grenia suggested The Velvet Underground, @MandeeSears said, “Missed opportunities”, and my husband said, “Porkchops” that for some reason ended up here. It doesn’t make sense, but it rarely does and I am just tired. Hear, hear for effort!

Bill used to want to pet my face. That’s what he called standing behind me and running his grubbed-up, giant-man hands down over my face and laughing. Real sophisticated-like. More...