Holy Hoodwinking Hookers!

I know, I said I wouldn't use any more gratuitous alliterations after Monkey Monday, but in the case of this story it was harder to pass up than a free sample of organic taramosalata on a freshly toasted bagel chip at Whole Foods. Once upon a less-than-a-week-ago, I got an email...

Monkey Monday

I'm not sure why I've named this post that way.  I was staring at the screen when gratuitous alliteration just flew right in my face and out through my fingers.  I'll try for gratuitous assonance tomorrow. Here's my image for the day, because no post should go naked: [caption id="attachment_55" align="aligncenter" width="500"...

I Am Born

My name is not David Copperfield, it's James Killough, and it's not really my birthday.  It's my niece Savannah's.  But today this blog is born.  Today I slip out of the insular, shy womb of low-profile-ness and join the teeming typists online vying for attention.  Will this survive past infancy? ...