I didn’t think I was driving that fast, but it didn’t take me much over two hours to make the two hour and thirty-minute drive from my house to my Goddaughter’s. I saw a few stops of speeders, but I seemed to go (literally) under the radar all the way to my exit. I amContinue reading “Home Sweet Home”
Category Archives: Love
Oh Really?
I read a headline that indicated that Officer Kimberly Potter who mistakenly killed a man when she shot Daunte Wright with her service revolver instead of a taser. I have fired both and I can tell you the weight, balance, and feel are not similar. She said, “I am sorry it happened.” That should doContinue reading “Oh Really?”
The Old Stomping Grounds
I got on I-75 yesterday and headed north to Perrysburg, Ohio. A town where you can still sign your name as a promise to pay which is good enough for Kazmaier’s Market. I remember going there in 1975 and same thing. I was amazed then and even more so now. They are not behind theContinue reading “The Old Stomping Grounds”
Modern Weddings
Karen and I had a tiny wedding. There was myself, my bride, my bandmates, my brother who put together a feast for us, and his assistant. Oh yeah, there were also seven of my ex-girlfriends there. I know, I know, but Karen was the one who told me to invite them. I guess she figuredContinue reading “Modern Weddings”
Thanksgiving
This is one of the easiest blogs to write all year, because I feel like I literally live out the thanks I have. For being born in my family. For travelling around the world and embracing and being embraced by different peoples. For learning that pain is universal and inescapable. For meeting the different markersContinue reading “Thanksgiving”
Remind Me
If I ever find myself in Georgia and if I happen to walk one inch outside of the street crosswalk, do not appoint Linda Dunikoski to my case. Here. Here’s my wrists. Lock me up. Now she is by no means a beauty queen, and certainly not a doctor, but the way she cut downContinue reading “Remind Me”
Memories
I’d better write about this subject while I still have a horse in the race. I have always had a great memory. Of course, the Domestic Despot Karen says I have a very selective memory. I beg to differ. It’s just getting worse. I can remember the most minute details of the most immemorable timesContinue reading “Memories”
Obedience
The morning sun peeked over the pink mountains illuminating the entire valley. It was going to be another scorcher. The Yuki Valley could get that way for about six weeks out of the year, and it was eight days into it. One hundred degrees is hot anyway, but throw in seventy-five percent humidity,Continue reading “Obedience”
Obedience
NOTE: I will leave this short story up until Friday’s blog….. The morning sun peeked over the pink mountains illuminating the entire valley. It was going to be another scorcher. The Yuki Valley could get that way for about six weeks out of the year, and it was eight days into it. OneContinue reading “Obedience”
Lips
The very first thing I notice are a woman’s eyes. I have made no secret of my love of the female form, but those characteristics have to take a backseat to the “windows of the soul.” I believe you can read so much and uncover so much through eyes and facial expressions. Feline. Sexy. TheContinue reading “Lips”
