A (wise) man of two faces
Musings, commentary, and the occasional parade of novelty.

Updates Monday - Friday


We traded words and we traded barbs;

we traded stories and we traded cards.

We’ve know each other for many years…

through childish play and warranted fears.

With luck, we’ll see plenty more

and relish all that’s yet in store.


There once was a boy named Keith

who likened himself to a thief

he was quick as the wind

and a lifelong friend

much to our lingering grief.

Friendly fire

I fought with a friend

over a minor issue

for the umpteenth time.

While he acted like a jerk,

I was a little too harsh.


Just ‘cause you’re alone
doesn’t mean that no one cares.
We think of you when
we aren’t there. We care even
when you don’t care for yourself.


Got a message from an old friend that I haven’t heard from in some time.