My instinct is still to call my grandma to clarify points about our family history. Did her great-great grandfather settle his farm in the late 1800s? If his first daughter was born in 1916, that hardly seems correct.

Every time I remember I can no longer check with her, it’s as though someone has punched me directly in the chest.


“But DMX doesn’t have any protest songs”

I stayed home today because the fact that I needed to consolidate a few things was starting to wear on me, and I have a busy weekend ahead, and possibly won’t find the time to handle my business.  Continue reading ““But DMX doesn’t have any protest songs””