Unbagging the Cats

Hick is not known for his tact. Especially where Val is concerned. He speaks without thinking, and then tries to justify his words. I'm ...

Here it is, Saturday morning as I sit typing, and still no word on when we will be signing papers to own Cheap House. Or, you know, just sho...

It's been two weeks since Hick was the only prospective buyer to show up at the courthouse steps foreclosure auction of Cheap House . No...

Val is no Biblical Samson. Her strength comes from within, not from her long flowing locks. Which are excessively long, not having been trim...

In Saturday's box of chocolates, life gave me a rooster. I didn't ask for a rooster. I didn't want a rooster. But Hick brought o...

You may recall that Hick decreed we buy an old truck as part of the deal for Lap House . It was not running, sitting in the driveway, and Hi...

Hick and HOS (Hick's Oldest Son) were up to shenanigans on Thursday afternoon. Hick was supposed to be home around 4:30, to carry in gro...