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. Mine is Shelly. What’s yours?
I digress.
I had a huge [...]

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 doppleganger on his shoulders walked by wearing only blue leggings and a green top hat. Completely blissed out by [...]

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 more hug, one more bread-baking marathon, one more dance session, or one more game of Hamburger or [...]