Smarty Pants

I’ve always been too damn smart for my own good. I admit it. Not proud of it, either. As soon as I was able to enunciate, my big brother would have me read aloud every single word of the “Acknowledgements” of one of his high-school level books, even the word “Acknowledgements.” Then he would makeContinue reading “Smarty Pants”

News Makers

Used to be the news stations would report the news. Then came the insidious VNR’s and the news was now not what it is, but what the news stations want you to think it is. Colored by whatever political affiliations and agendas, news is now identified as “red” or “blue.” Either way, a load ofContinue reading “News Makers”

Heartbreak

I don’t like that word. Your heart does not get broken, per se, when a loved one passes into the next sphere of existence. Broken implies something that needs to be repaired, but your heart will carry the deep hurt of loss until you pass. You can’t fix it. Before I get going, check outContinue reading “Heartbreak”

Words You Can’t Take Back

I love you. I hate you. I don’t trust you. I’m leaving you. Get out and don’t come back. I did it. I murdered her (or him). What got me started on this tangent on a fine 66 degrees and sunny day in southern Ohio? No idea unless it is this excellent Indica strain comingContinue reading “Words You Can’t Take Back”

Goodbye and Farewell

The closer I get to my own denouement, the more people that pass into the Next Sphere that have affected my life. I was a Leave it to Beaver guy. Wally (Tony Dow) was the prototypical big brother from the fifties. I suppose he reminded me of my own big brother. Eddie Haskell was money.Continue reading “Goodbye and Farewell”

Guns

I was never a big shoot-em-up guy and only carried a gun when I was either blitzed out of my mind on alcohol and drugs (of course the best times to carry a gun), or when I was blitzed out of my mind on alcohol and drugs and wanted to go on a wild rideContinue reading “Guns”

Kung Fu Boo

In the early seventies, kung fu was big. Bruce Lee had every kid jumping and mewling like felines before pouncing on their prey. Dojo’s popped up everywhere and kids name Kyle and Trevor were all of a sudden badasses. I would learn my own lesson from a kung fu practitioner years later, and I rememberContinue reading “Kung Fu Boo”

Saving

If I have a goal, such as buying real estate or an expensive trip, or something tangible, I can save with no problems. Now. In my youth, as soon as I had a penny in my pocket, it was gone. I helped keep theAmerican economy flowing. My money wasn’t in my pockets, or my wallet,Continue reading “Saving”

Not So Fast My Friend…

Australian fiend Graham Potter has been hiding out for ten years and they finally caught his sick ass. How this crazy decapitating weirdo blended in with normal society, kind of makes you wonder about “normal” society? At least he can spend his remaining years with no eligibility or hope for parole. I wish him longContinue reading “Not So Fast My Friend…”

The Great Escape

I am sitting in a little bar on the west side of Tucson. It is called the Turquoise Turtle and my big brother and I were pounding down Cutty Sark scotch like it was water. After about three hours, we got into some sort of an argument. My bro has always maintained his physique andContinue reading “The Great Escape”