The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
The Red Zone
by Regis Boff
There was awhile there when I found myself drawn to this Presidential race. Of course, this proved to be little more than the natural complexity that we succumb to early in every football season. Now that I am certain the Steelers have a shot, that Tom Brady is Jesus, and that The Red Zone will continue to so confuse my wife that my meals are improved on Sundays, I am OK if Bill Clinton wins a third term.