Monday, March 27, 2017

Getting too old for broken bones. Cake walk at 16, shit at 33.
A penny. Just one. That's all. Maybe a nickel on a good day.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

In trying, you are succeeding...
Tan lines or not. But sun no matter what.

Friday, March 24, 2017

One second, that's all I crave.

Time to sign my life away again...

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Cheers San Diego...

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Welcome home mad men glasses...

Thursday, March 16, 2017

One day my work nights will end at a time that doesn't include the AM lettering

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

She is ok. One of the wonderful memories w the munchkins...

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Almost my bench... reflection time

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Cheers to the future and all it's mystery & wonder...

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Last minute flight, 5 of 46 on the upgrade list. Day late and a dollar short so it appears.

First you must learn to be real- at your core- staring in the mirror.

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Tonight's ride. Empty seats abound.
Could care less if it's what I like.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

If you are suffocating, it's not the moments that take your breath away but the moments you breath that are vital. -JM clouded