Tag Archives: Daryl

Today Daryl and I got into a discussion about the fruitlessness of arguing, and he told me: “When somebody get angry, you gotta paint the same picture they do or they don’t hear you. It don’t matter how pretty your … Continue reading →

I’m seriously putting this guy in a book. If you haven’t met him, he makes a regular appearance on this blog, so check out the basic story. The other day Daryl stopped in between jobs to cool down and get … Continue reading →

Today Daryl and I had a discussion on the virtues of not telling people things if it will make life smoother. He told me a story about a friend of his whose boyfriend gets jealous. Daryl was worried about her … Continue reading →

Daryl has returned. Seeing him made my day, because I was worried. He stopped by to say hello and tell me a couple new stories. He also, to extend the parable, brought me a lucky charm – a purple stone on … Continue reading →

Meeting “Sweet-boy” I met Daryl a few months ago when he knocked on my door and offered to clean my porch and mow my lawn. With an enormous smile on his face, he told me I was so pretty, I … Continue reading →