It’s been a crazy year, but then how many of them aren’t?  I admit to not feeling the agony of mankind as much since I’ve moved to the sticks.  I used to suffer with it quite a bit when I hit the casino floor each night at work and on my way to work when I watched the relentless trail of exhaust pipes speeding off into oblivion and those that stood by the intersections with their handwritten pleas for help.  It’s been nice, being out here where the coyotes and a mountain lion or two are about the only threat one has to ponder.  I enjoy being separated from that emotional energy drain known as Sin City. Continue reading 2010 on the Wane →