Cold Lake Cathy

John Wiswell wanted me to pose with the sharpest object in my house. Well, Wiswell (get it? Well, Wiswell? heh) the sharpest objects are o...

I'm fecking old. Look at those wrinkles. Time for Old of Olay. Quiet day here. There's a fire in the wood stove, a chicken d...

Saturday morning. Dave brings our camp chairs from the garage and I take out my coffee and we sit in the snow for half an hour, lis...

My dad used to call me Albert A, a nod to Mr. Einstein. It wasn't a compliment. Usually he dissed me with the name at suppertime w...

It's rude to ask how old you are but do you remember staring at album covers? For hours? Man, I do. That's the thing a...