Not for polite society

I gave up on this blog because I ran out of stories. Or at least I thought I did. There are stories all around us, we just need to interact with others more. At least I did. Sometimes, we just need to sit and talk to the loud mouth old lady that comes to pick my mother up for work, or my mother herself. I always thought it was my father that had all the cool stories and that when he died, they all went with him. Not so! As soon as my rusty writing wheels are oiled up, I'll be back.