Hollercat Howling | Posts from the Appalachian recesses

Of Soaring and Snowjobs

What do you get when snow meets SOAR? Snore? SNOAR! Saying Nothing Of Any Reality. My reality is that snowstorm saved me fifteen bucks.

Some things you're just not ready for. You don't realize that until that thing lands at your feet.

Not Ready

There's a buffalo in Bangladesh, there's a buffalo in Bangladesh. That's all I've heard from Meat all week long.

It's a funny world. We put so much focus on differences we forget what we have in common.