A lot has happened since the before picture of our turn of the century farm house. If you’ve been following…
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I’m not famous. Or even Fame-ish. Fame-ish-ish at best—and only in certain, super small circle of weirdos like me. With…
There’s only one thing better than getting Genevieve, the Fix published—turning Genevieve’s 8-bit self into an amazing sticker! I just…
Five years ago God started preparing me to die. This was a year before I was diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer. A year into treatment, he began teaching me how to live. The root of both lived in learning how to truly love God. You’d think that after 50 years and many years of ministry I would have known how to love God, but serving God and loving God aren’t always the same thing.
Give our friends at Georgio's some love. And, they just might give you some love back, like they did with me.
Late last year we began our quest to buy a farm. We weren’t looking for a hundred acres, just enough for us to chase our passions on a grander scale than possible in a Home-Owner’s Association will tolerate.
That’s right fellas, I finally landed on a name for the first of the Feral Darell series of stories! What…
I kinda figured there was something wrong with me—even that I was a goner. I always figured I'd die with an arrow in my back. I'm not sure why. I never considered something as boring as cancer would take me.
Haha, yeah you’re still going to go a little insane removing the clear from your engine, but not “completely,” —…