The house is too full of them.

I managed to lose my Justice of the peace race due to a huge, unpresidented Republican wave in a traditional Democratic county. There wasn't much I could have done from the bottom of the ballot to change it, but now I need a job.

People, babies, motorcycles, critters, the sun coming up over Padre Island. In essence, almost everything is wonderful.

Haters. They're the kind of people who try to dump on everyone's parade.