Author: The Basset

Relationships, like slowly ripening vineyards, take time. Sometimes true romance is like a fine...

The laughed at me! They laughed so hard I think one of them might have wet their pants. Which...

It’s hard not to be doom and gloom when the sky is gross orange and the smoke in the air is...

“Danger is danger, gentlemen, and the manner of death matters very little to the dead...

The sky may be orange with smoke, but it’s not all gloom in the garden. The Preying Mantis...