Opinion
Al Batt: Tote that bag or go to tote bag camp somewhere
Tales from Exit 22 by Al Batt The weather was close. That’s how my mother would have described ...
Tales from Exit 22 by Al Batt The weather was close. That’s how my mother would have described ...
Cheap gas! I hit the brakes and swerved off the road because a gas station, long out of ...
I was certain it was a trap to lure me out of hiding and bring me to justice ...
I was skipping across the yard. It was more stumbling than skipping. The day traveled at warp speed as ...
A Canada goose sounded like a car horn in need of tinkering. It was an avian tickle as ...
Rolling on a stinky, dead carp. That wasn’t my idea of winning the lottery.
I didn’t have to herd cats.
Tales from Exit 22 by Al Batt Angry hailstones the size of bowling balls had battered my poor ...
Hasenpfeffer, Euchre, Hucklybuck, Sheepshead and Pepper. Are they personal injury attorneys?
He hadn’t run amok. He’d bungeed amok.
I’ve been picking up sticks in the yard. Great crop this year. I’ve picked rocks, too. It’s a ...
I’ve never wrestled with a grizzly bear with an impacted tooth or tangled with a mountain lion that ...
That’s no way for the weather to make friends.