Single Parent, Proud Grand-Parent, Master of Science, Gnostic.
As products of mid-fifties promiscuous pregnancies and sixties serial southern California divorce, I am of a Unique Generation. Our parents didn’t do us any favors, there’s no crystal spoon stickin’ out our ass.
I may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I’m in the fucking drawer. And could, quite frankly, give a rat’s ass what anyone thinks.
“The answer is never the answer. What’s really interesting is the mystery.”
The High Desert is my Home, I’ll never be “Homeless”.