Month: February 2006

I believe everyone has a fake name they go by when they get tired of their own. You know you've either done it or thought about doing it. Switching it up a bit, just for kicks. My mom's is Wanda. …

It was a crisp Sunday afternoon in San Francisco and Hew (short for Matthew) was taking his dog, Scooby, out for a stroll on the beach. Suddenly out of nowhere a man carrying a Nancy Kerrigan dopplega…

Last Saturday, January 28, 2006 my Grandma, Joyce Duncan (aka: Yellowspoon) passed away at the age of 69, just shy of her 70th birthday on February 10th. As much as I wish I could have just have one m…