Scrambled Dregs ~~~~~~~ tidbits on life, food, faith, and writing.

I propose a charming new ritual – let’s delete Mondays. The extra hours could be turned into Saturday Jr. Someone who’s really good with leg...

Now that you’ve read some of my formative events, I’ll share just a few scenes from the lives of my children. In our home, terms of endearme...

Heather has thrown down a gauntlet. I now have a goal to make her wet her pants. How quickly good ideas degenerate into the earthiness of hu...

* some names not mentioned to protect the innocent. My aunt is only ten years older than me. So when she came to babysit my younger brothers...

Humor is subjective. Some people don’t find the Stooges amusing. Others are left cold by some of the more popular newspaper comics. Napoleon...

Happy May Day – the legal ring and run holiday. Not that I know anything about ringing and running. I asked some authors to add to a couple ...

My mother must have been crazy. Or maybe not. Maybe there was brilliance in her madness. Either way, I’m sure my brother’s usual behaviors a...