Dear Dan, So I got this tattoo last Christmas eve. I know. I know. It's going to be on my arm forever. That's the whole point. I got a semicolon. A semicolon is used when a writer could have ended the sentence, but chose to pause, and continue on. You are the author and the sentence... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, Another birthday you don't have. Happy birthday, wherever you may be. I love and miss you, my Danny Boy!
Dear Dan, Well, now you get to meet Robin Williams. I'm sorry you two couldn't figure out another way. I'd sort of like to be a fly on the wall for the meeting. Two of my favorite funny men, cracking jokes. I don't know that you would actually be making the jokes, though. You would... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, I don't know why I suddenly thought about this after 5 tears. You wrote notes before you left. I don't know how long before. I can't imagine writing them. But then, I can't imagine committing suicide either. Dwelling on your thoughts and feelings surrounding the writing of the notes sends me into a... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, I went to the Petco to get Iggy some food. I parked next to a car that I didn't realize was occupied -- by YOU! I swear. I looked at the driver and almost passed out. He looked like you did in your 40s. I didn't want to stare and have him turn... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, Today I parked next to a PT Cruiser in the parking garage. Did I tell you I moved to the one closer to my building? Yep, I'm in garages and parking all the way up on the second or third floors! Woohoo! Big step for me, huh? Anyway there was a PT Cruiser... Continue Reading →