I never, ever believed that daily comic strips could become my comfort food. And yet….

DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
I never, ever believed that daily comic strips could become my comfort food. And yet….
Speaking of realities, the difference between my yesterday and today is making me even more uncomfortable with today than I would have thought possible yesterday.
In other words, both the similarity and the new twist compel me to respond with my all too familiar….
“So it goes.”
(A tip of the LB hat to an old time inspiration, some writer guy with the initials K.V.)
More love and still meaning it,
LB
Man, it really bugs me when unreality disturbs my reality by presenting real reality. Especially when it reminds me so much of the ’60s reality that once dominated the lives of my entire generation.
LYMI
LB
What can I say? You reach a certain age, and suddenly this situation presents itself – over and over and over again. This one definitely calls for