Ok, since I can’t shake it, I should explain it since it will doubtlessly appear in several posts. When you see the name June, that’s me. Anyone who knew me in college and had any significant contact with my friend Ernie calls me June to this day. I don’t know how Ernie came up with…

Right now I’m churning out the old stories to get them out there, to play with the website in general and in hopes something newer and fresher will strike me. Around the age of 5 I had a constant companion in the form of a short, blackish-gray haired bundle of fur named Smokey. I actually…

I’m going to add just one more story for the day. Mind you, this is all practice and I personally have a lot of work and thought to put into what I’m going to be doing here… This story is for Lori. Although, I don’t think it’s necessarily one of her favorites, I think it…

When I am an old woman I shall wear purpleWith a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. Thus begins the call to arms of the Red Hat Society written by Jenny Joseph. Deep down I applaud the Red Hats for embracing silliness, sisterhood and a breaking away from society’s rigid norms. Well,…