A stream of nonsensical praise of my content (I think). It was found in the spam folder of my website comments....
This is where I'll list the original links to the recipes I post online. ...
Continuing to look with hope to a better future twenty two years later....
Finally after so many years of doubt, a glimmer of hope that we as a people can unite again....
It's been twenty years and it seems the best we can do is say, "Never Forget." We can do better....
Voting by mail is safe and not the first step to fraudulent elections. ...
Nineteen years and we're tearing ourselves further and further apart. I'm tired. I want to go back....
I won't say who I voted for, but I will say why I voted the way that I did. ...
The problem isn't who you support or what you believe. The problem is your apathy. Stop complaining and do something....
Eighteen years later and I still don't know what to do or think or feel or say. Is hope all that's left?...
Hey, Hoboken! Please -- I beg you -- do not post a giant, glaring sign telling people to stay away this July 4th!...
I'll see you one the other side. If there is another side. ...
While the crowds have declined in recent years, days like this are needed for the struggling economy of local businesses...
Confronting the need to alter my sappy, self-deprecating grumpiness as well as my life's misdirection....
And here I am again. Finding myself wondering what happened to my America. Where did love and compassion go? Will we find it again?...
Another hero lost. This one by his own demons. This one hit me hard. This one could be a mirror. ...
As the year was coming to and end, I found it harder and harder to maintain my course. It's time to do in 2018 what I failed to do in 2017....
Every day is a struggle. Anxiety and depression are formidable foes. My whispering optimism needs to step up it's game....