Month: October 2008

I just returned from a morning trip to Cleveland Metro’s burn unit, where an attractive nurse-type figure redressed the upper-second-degree burns on my left hand. “At least the basket of puppies is okay.” Something tells me she wasn’t going to fall for that line. And let’s be honest: neither are you. I can claim no … Continue reading “Fire Prevention Week”

I just do not have tolerance for it anymore. It could be that time has eroded my patience or altered my perspective or simply made me angrier, I don’t know; but I can feel within me that silent objection is no objection at all and instead stinks outwardly of implied condonation. And I’m not okay … Continue reading “Intolerance”