I’ll never confess my specific goals for 2025 (remember, no accountability!) but one of my goals avoids another 2-year hiatus between arti...

  2024… Welp. 2025, here we are! Buckle up! 2025. well, shit. But on day  one  two of the new year, here I am. Here we all are. Meteors (hop...

She hath risen again! Hen is back for a major comeback - again! For the few of you left in my loyal coop, you know this is my longest hiatus...

 For anyone feeling sad this week from the Buccaneers' final-seconds loss playoff Sunday, I am too. This is for us and the Bucs. While t...

 Britney Spears has given this Hen life once again. She's also regained her own life: Britney is FREE! I had been feeling uninspired, un...

 As I still wipe away tears of joy from the Tampa Bay Lightning's second Stanley Cup Championship in a row, and throwing all my money at...

Ahoy, coop! I had this really weird dream that the Tampa Bay Buccaneers got to play in the Super Bowl in their own stadium, and Tom Brady wa...

The dumpster fire of 2020 continues to burn strong, but it's still my clucking 10-year HENniversary! In Part I: A Hen is Born , I give y...

It's My 10-year HENniversary! I thought this was a big deal until I looked up what precious metal goes with a 10 year: tin. I'll be ...

The last 4 years have been a fucking nightmare. I said it. Like any period of time, there have been wonderful things and terrible things, ...