On a recent trip to a funeral in Birmingham, I caught this funny conversation between my kinfolk.

My wife, daughter and I took a trip to Kansas.

Why I love the Florida heat so much in 3 parts

This should have been a simple story to tell but for some reason my audio files were not working and I had to work on this much harder than I wanted and so in the end I literally threw it all together because I have other things to do besides get my podcast out, lol. I did not even get a chance to listen back through it one time. However, the intention was to have long periods of pond sounds because I love stuff like that when I have my headphones on and I feel immersed in another place.

Our neighbor has a squeaky dryer that is driving us crazy

The hardships catch up with me.

My friend Edy sent me a music track and I tell a story while playing the track.Correction from the story: When I said "cases" of cigarettes what I meant was "packs." We never bought cases but the proper word just did not come to me in the moment. This is a recurring problem with me. I stumble on the correct words to describe things how I see them in my head.

Just grabbed a voice memo from last April here. Seemed like a good memory. However, my daughter is 12 not 13 like I said in the audio. My kids are 12 and 15 not 13 and 15. I don't know what my problem was getting her age wrong like that.

Since my business burned down a year ago, I was making recordings but not podcasts.... Tonight I finally grabbed some old recordings and stitched them together for the Twitter fan who asked. Mostly my last year has been about my obsession with making tiles.

A personal story with a bit of philosophy thrown in. Music by my good friend Edy, thanks Edy