If you could have dinner with any 5 people, dead or alive… or mystical, who would you choose? For me, Santa Claus has to be on the list. Sometimes I wonder […]
There were three of us. Margie Del Mar had freckles on her face and a calm, reserved way that snuck up on you. Her boyfriend, Mr. Whiskers, was at least […]
To kick this blog off I gave myself an assignment, to confront a book I held vehement opinions about… despite never having cracked the cover. To avoid actually reading the thing, […]
This post officially commemorates this blog’s birth. BAUMHOFER has begun.