Category Archives: Sparky’s Memoirs

With the world insane around us and the outcome dubious at best, some of my little trips down memory lane these dark days are things I should be sharing with the world. I giggle unceremoniously when they pop into my Continue ReadingShe Asked For It→

November, 2016 Brown the chicken, check every five minutes to make sure I haven’t burnt the shit out of it, drain the grease off the chicken. Throw a log on the fire. Jiggle wood. Spew profanities at shitty poker. Locate Continue ReadingYour Chicken Cacciatore Is Burning, Cha Cha Cha→