Sweet dreams my dear Vulcan
Back in 1966, my father made me my first pair of Vulcan ears for Halloween. Dad had been a reconstruction Continue reading
Back in 1966, my father made me my first pair of Vulcan ears for Halloween. Dad had been a reconstruction Continue reading
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Every new years eve, I wish I had something profound to say. Something that would knock your socks off and Continue reading
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With the Christmas seasonal rush, I haven’t been over here blogging much, but I do have a new piece about Continue reading
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Over the summer a change was made. The writing group that I have been a part of for three plus Continue reading