Monthly Archives: April 2022

This time it’s true. My fish hate me. All of them.. The platys, the Congo tetras especially. And I don’t do well when somebody hates me. I end up acting in a way that reinforces why they hate me. I … Continue reading →

Here we are lying in bed on a cold dreary afternoon in a bungalow somewhere near south side of St. Louis, recovering from a voluminous brunch at the Southwest Diner. I had the Medio breakfast. You had the grande. It … Continue reading →