Posts by Stonewall Thomas

When I was growing up, at a certain point there was to be no more smoking in our house.  My mother didn’t smoke anymore, and of course neither my brother nor I was supposed to be smoking to begin with.  Of course, we all still did.  I’ll guess that I was 15 at the time,…

A grown adult should behave like a grown adult. Not my mother.

Misheard lyrics… well, sort of along that line of thought.

None of us really knew what to think of this experience. I hate telling this story because it’s a little whacky.

Here’s a real head-scratcher. Contact me if you can figure it out – nobody can.

This story may make me sound just a little crazy.

This story is a prime example of how bad I am at recognizing people.