I was told it was a great James Bond movie, but all I seem to remember about that film was Kim Basinger. When I stopped playing in my last band some fifteen years ago, I said never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, again am I going to get into a band. I hated havingContinue reading “Never Say Never Again”
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Who’s to Blame?
Everyone does it. Not many people are evolved enough to go through life without blaming someone or something. For the most part, I am good with my spot on the totem pole of athletes. Nowhere near the top, but also no way near the bottom, either. When you combine a fierce resolve to win withContinue reading “Who’s to Blame?”
Big Things
I was expecting big things from a girl I met at a rodeo, of all places. Evidently it was a big deal with the professional cowboys and bronc-busters, and I am sure I looked ridiculous with my Stetson hat and jeans and tennis shoes. Not exactly standard rodeo garb, but let me tell you theContinue reading “Big Things”
Knee-Jerk Reactions
Gut reactions. Your first instinct. Think before you speak. I am so guilty of this, yet another reason to thank God for sending me Karen who is the exact opposite in this regard. I took a trip up to my marijuana dispensary just north of Dayton. It is a short ten-minute drive. They are notContinue reading “Knee-Jerk Reactions”
I Was a Stripper
True story. After I left school and travelled all over this beautiful country of ours, I met up with a scotch-soaked bar room queen in Tulsa. Not exactly a Rolling Stones song, but oh, so close. Shady was her name, but her given name was Shadelle La Fontaine Pemberton. She wasContinue reading “I Was a Stripper”
In The Doghouse (again)
It doesn’t happen quite as much anymore, but I still find myself undergoing the silent treatment and the slow burn, even after I wisely, preemptively, apologize. I don’t take nearly as long as I used to delivering my mea culpa. That’s just wasted time. When I am wrong, I’m wrong. It only took most ofContinue reading “In The Doghouse (again)”
Bullies
I never liked them and still don’t. I learned my lesson early; or you think I would have learned my lesson when I was four years old. Mom had taken my brother, sister and I to a park in East Los Angeles. My memory has been aided by other accounts, and here is evidently howContinue reading “Bullies”
Wednesday Showtime at Liberty Place
I had an absolute blast performing for the residents of Liberty Place Memory Care in West Chester. The first thing you notice about the place is its location, at the end of a drive through a very upper-income housing area. Usually, the paces I have played are not in this type of neighborhood. The propertyContinue reading “Wednesday Showtime at Liberty Place”
Pot Shots
Everyone is down on anything that they don’t agree with, or don’t understand. I miss the days where people were not such attention-craving assholes. You don’t have to look very far to find the source. Social media. I don’t give two shits what you had for lunch, so don’t take a picture of it. IContinue reading “Pot Shots”
If The Shoe Fits
With all the anti-American sentiment emanating from our own politicians, it’s hard to believe that there are people who actually want to live here in this country. Go down to El Paso and see what the sentiment is there. So when the hell did the machete become the preferred weapon of choice for rednecks? Can’tContinue reading “If The Shoe Fits”
