Unlimited Vistas for a Limited Horizon

Since I’ve moved from my hometown, I’ve gone on sneering rants about how much the people in my home town are in a bubble, how if it’s not within the Texarkana city limits or anywhere within the two neighboring counties, they just don’t care to know about it. Selective myopia, small lives, out-of-sight out-of-mind, and …

I Wear My Rockabilly Shirt and Shed a Tear

Woke up early this morning without an alarm clock; I guess I’m getting trained, which makes it all that more important, I suppose, to get to bed on time even on weekend nights. That happens, mostly, since I tend to turn into a pumpkin after midnight. I blame the post-coffee fatigue. I’m heading up a …