Clueless Week — ANYONE WHO KNEW CARL would never have believed he’d make it to middle age, much less with a family. And children. Especially children. Or that his children survived his parenting after their mother left them to run off with a man who didn’t spend every night with his old frat…

Clueless Week — CARL WHIPPED OUT HIS PHONE and pounded his fiancé (okay, ex fiancé) Susan’s number, by which pounding meant he tapped firmly on her listing on his favorites list, number four behind his dealer’s, and the takeout lines for Dirty Dave’s Pizza and Bubba Joe’s Burgers & Wings. …

Clueless Week — WITH THEIR WEDDING A WEEK AWAY, Carl’s fiancé Susan pulled the box with her wedding dress from the top shelf of the closet. She’d thought about hanging it to avoid wrinkling, but the thought of her dress being exposed to Carl made her shudder. …

Clueless Week — CARL CARLSSON KNEW EACH of Susan’s looks. Memorized them. Had he not, he’d be in deep shit three times a day instead of every other day. Which didn’t matter because he was in deep shit now, and he didn’t need to reference his library of Susan looks. His mother created…

Clueless Week — CARL CARLSSON STUMBLED INTO THE KITCHEN, just enough of the world visible through his half-way closed eyelids to assure him his girlfriend Susan hadn’t left. She stood at the stove in his t-shirt and nothing else, cheeks clenched to signal her anger hadn’t passed, which meant the argument wasn’t over…

Cat Rescue Week — The story you are about to read is based on real life experiences with rescue cats. Not even the names have been changed because cats don’t care what we think of them. NUMBER ONE AT LAST. The dominant tom, Zorro, left in a kennel and never came back. Sinatra, who’d…

Cat Rescue Week — The story you are about to read is based on real life experiences with rescue cats. Not even the names have been changed because cats don’t care what we think of them. ALONZO LOVED TO BE LOVED, but he loved biting even more. He couldn’t help himself. Mother feeder called…