San antonio — Madre, Dad’s outfits were really bad. This should have been an indicator to all of us that he wasn’t well, but let’s face it, fashion knowledge, or sense, were not part of his skill set. I will forg...
San antonio — Sunday morning, the air smells sweet from the mist that left a thin layer of moisture. The local men are debating last night’s left that left the local jeweler filing an insurance claim today. NOT! I...
The weather's bipolar-ness sends cold chills down my sweaty back.
Letters to Mom: "Dad's outfits were really bad."
A Venice like escape in the middle of the desert. Texas is odd. I'll never get used to it.
not all who wander are lost :]
Taking off in flight of life