What “Stop” Actually Means

I recently had my first negative experience with a commenter on my blog. I know, it took long enough, right? What happened was a social experiment on what “stop” actually means. You see, I thought it meant to cease the action all together. He thought it meant, “Yes, I’m enjoying my time. Please continue pestering the hell out of me.” You see it was small things that built up to an uncomfortable situation. He wouldn’t leave conversations, he’d send kissy face emojis that I honestly found a little disturbing, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer. I asked him

Just an FYI

I have decided to attempt to build my own site and can I just say I am not tech savvy? I don’t know how I can be described as a Millennial when my understanding of computers and all things digital stopped at Microsoft Word years ago. However, it is a time for learning as I enter this tech era that’s been going on for awhile. This is mostly to inform you that I am attempting to migrate followers to the new platform. You may or may not have to resubscribe if you want to continue getting notifications of new posts

Please Hold Caller

I will be making a trip to Eastern Washington, to a remote area where an internet connection is unlikely. Please forgive me for neglecting any comments. Sometimes though, it does a body good to both unwind and unplug. In the meantime, some posts will go up because I did sorta kinda plan my absence. Enjoy the sun and for those on the east coast and midwest, please stay cool. That heat wave looks vicious.

An Open Letter to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware

Dear Rehoboth Beach, Thank you for being defiant and proving the forecast wrong. I wanted a day at the beach and that is exactly what I got. Not one lick of thunder! Thank god! Furthermore, YOU HAD A BREEZE to go with your heat. You still burned me despite reapplying my sunscreen twice in a four hour timespan which just seems wicked of you… but I get it. You’re the beach and I’m sickly white. It wouldn’t be right if I left with a tan. By the way, you look like a town from another era that ignored all the