When will these plows cease? When will the

When will these plows cease? When will the ice thin? How can a girl live in degrees like this? Besides cuddled up with her fat cat in toasty pajamas.

don't fret I tell myself, as I wake from a drunken nap in my bathtub that now has gone unbearably cold. its 62 outside and I left my window open again, stop dreaming about the cold

I drunkenly walk out into foyer with just my robe on. my wife who had just had a child has very angry about last night i could tell by her face.

I looked outside and saw a brand new Porsche, it was a drunken purchase. Maybe that's what she was mad about.

but it was the best purchase I had ever made. Because after she left me it was all I had.

Days are going on and I am wasting my time worrying about things out of my control.

You sit and meditate and before long a grand vision appears before your mind's eye: A tiny dinosaur playfully nibbles at your sleeve. It smiles and stares you in the eyes, you...

feel at home is this Mesozoic world, far far from your modern-day stress, even though the tiny smiling dinosaur child has eaten your sleeve off. There is no smog, no phones, no

motorcars, not a single luxury. Sounds a lot like Gilligan’s Island, doesn’t it? Although I’m sure I would swap that dinosaur child nibbling my sleeve for Mary Ann nibbling my ear!