Should I, or shouldn’t I? What to do?…what to do?… Usually, a quandary represented the right thing to do versus what I would eventually end up doing. I knew I was going to get caught when I tried shoplifting a pair of cool bell bottoms from a store. My buddy and I did not countContinue reading “Q is for Quandary”
Category Archives: Reading
A Great Day
What is your barometer for a good day? Temperature? That’s an easy one. I have great days that saw me literally climbing walls while sitting in a chair (thank you John Prine). There was five feet of snow on the ground, and it was ten below. But I had a great day. Where do weContinue reading “A Great Day”
Shaking in my Boots
Ooh, I’m so scared. That little bald Russian lawn gnome Putin is making a whole lot of threats to the United States. Is anyone else frightened at the words of a bungling idiot who can’t even take a small country with no resources? If this failed Ukrainian debacle is any indication, perhaps that little dipshitContinue reading “Shaking in my Boots”
Funny Haha
Where has all the laughter gone? Here I go sounding a thousand years old again, but who is next in the long line of super funnymen or women? Used to be there were a handful of comics that were at the top and then it tapered down. In the 50’s you had George Burns, JackContinue reading “Funny Haha”
Small Potatoes
Don’t get me wrong. I am a big first amendment guy and of course I believe in free speech. For every voice on the planet, but somebody PLEASE stick a sock in the misguided mouth of Marjorie Greene. Turn the page. Challenge all the amendments you want. You are ineligible for re-election. Get over yourself.Continue reading “Small Potatoes”
I’m Baaack
I am getting ready to leave for my gig. I decided to open with Whiskey Bent and Hellbound to show my country chops right off the bat. Talk to you later. In the meantime, here are the entries (preface and short-story) for the letter N and the emotion is needy. This will be my lastContinue reading “I’m Baaack”
Read With Caution
Here is the second short-short story I wrote under the emotion madness. This is included in my book EMOTIONS: Not your Mama’s ABBC’s! School’s Out Detective Matt Kennedy got off the elevator on the 6th floor. The shiny doors parted to reveal a pile of seven bodies. Blood pooled from the underside of severalContinue reading “Read With Caution”
I Want My Mommy
Without ado, here is the preface for the letter “M” and the emotion for the story is motherly. M There is nothing more terrifying as a heinous act committed by someone totally insane and out of control (and I’m not referring to married life). In my lifetime I saw the press cover theContinue reading “I Want My Mommy”
Traveling Man
Not just a classic John Fogerty song, but another signpost along my own itinerary, which was unbeknownst to me. I am posting another short-short-story this time from a lake in Greece, which I found historically captivating and exhausting at once. I love Greek cuisine. Remember we are dealing with the emotion jaded, so have atContinue reading “Traveling Man”
Mom’s
I was on another unknown road I took on my personal odyssey in the seventies. We were up in the beautiful Wasatch mountains of Utah. A beer in one hand, a doobie in the other, and my German Shorthaired Pointer Chopper with his head out the passenger window, pink tongue flapping in the wind. IContinue reading “Mom’s”
