Just like the little kid in the Kraft Macaroni “I’ve Got the Blues” advertising campaign, I’ve got a double whammy of the blues.
I’ve caught a retched cold which inhibits the taken-for-granted ease of breathing and speaking. I’m sure I scare the heck out of people when I answer the phone, “Uta Alley Ome Builder [...]

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A sad update. Readers, I do not have a pot of gold. I have no rainbow. I have no bird. I have no bush. I checked my bank balance and the credit union finally pulled the money from the savings account. Sigh. So much for having an actual pot of gold for St. Patrick’s Day. [...]

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