Category Archives: Stock Stories

I have lots of stock stories. This is where I tell them.

Regret and Tennyson

Were it not better to forget
Than but remember and regret
– Letitia Elizabth Landon, Despondency
Last Saturday, I helped Jeff grill up burgers and dogs for Amy’s birthday bash, but I wasn’t able to stay long without the cat hair causing my lungs to explode. I bid everyone adieu, and then headed over to the Granades’, [...]