I do not suffer from depression. I do not battle depression. I have depression and we live together. In a very short time I will have existed ex-utero for sixty years. I have to believe that depression has been a…

Having accumulated 30 plus hours of ranch hand experience since my last post, thought I would up date ya’ll. The list of things I have learned now includes Bulls are just as stubborn as calves and cows, just bigger. Even…

Today was the first day I worked on a cattle ranch. No, I did not get to ride a horse. That made me sad. I very much want to learn to ride so I can feel more comfortable wearing my…

Let me first say, I am drinking low-cost bourbon. On the rocks with a bit of water. That alone should tell you something. I am pretty much a fuck up. At my age (56 and 5 months) one should not…

I recently experienced the 56 anniversary of my birth. Nearly 57 years of requiring O2. I realize there is nothing special about this as, any of you reading this have been doing the same since your conception. What has come…

I have been absent for some time. Many years ago I wrote to help me vent, clear my skeletons from the dark mental closet I had so carefully and meticulously built. I wrote about my mental illness. My alcohol abuse.…

This will most likely be the last thing I write in my “40’s”. I may consume too much wine and spoil some space on Facebook but as for real writing, this is going to be it. I can recall how…