Finding James Dean in the attic

A James Dean cookie jar, to be exact. It was a long-ago gift from my ex-in-laws (man, that's a lot of hyphens), packed away in my house's attic along with plastic bins containing the ex's Maxim magazines. I was up on the ladder, shoulders-deep in the warm attic, lugging down those Maxims, intending to sell them in... Continue Reading →


I continue to juice, but it will not be all the time, just occasionally.

This is the third day of my 3-day juice fast, and it has gone better than expected. I stuck to it, which was a very big deal. I find that it's easy for me to quit things, rationalizing that I can always pick them up at a later time. Well, not this time, life. I... Continue Reading →

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