Everybody needs one. Maverick had Iceman and my high school wingman (at least in ninth grade anyway) was a girl actually, named Molly Fletcher. We both lived in government housing on the US Air Force base Upper Heyford about seventy miles from London. Her father worked as some sort of “defense consultant” and my stepfatherContinue reading “Wingman”
Category Archives: Short stories
It’s Only My Opinion, But…
I think if you are going to have tattoos, you need to have gig guns like the Rock, not those little white skinny punk rock junkie arms. I very much understand people and their insane need for validation, but some clothes are not meant for certain body types. I believe I put that as diplomaticContinue reading “It’s Only My Opinion, But…”
On Your Mark, Get Set
Go! I was never the fast guy. I wasn’t the slow guy either; I just possessed very average speed for an athlete. It wasn’t so noticeable when I played soccer, in fact. I possessed good speed for a soccer player. Since I was a center-forward, in 1967 that meant goal scorer. Period. Forget dropping backContinue reading “On Your Mark, Get Set”
Self-Discipline
There was a time early in my life that I exercised no self-discipline whatsoever. I mean, really. Many of the short stories and situations I got myself into in late 70’s-early 80’s Las Vegas are included in my book EMOTIONS: Not your Mama’s ABC’s! I had it all figured out: I was actually making moneyContinue reading “Self-Discipline”
Marijuana
I started smoking pot when I was 14 and a sophomore in high school. It seemed a natural thing to do since I was playing in a hot little rock and roll band and I did not like the smell or taste of tobacco smoke. I thought it was great that I could get aContinue reading “Marijuana”
Mere Observations
So the machinists at Boeing are continuing their walkout, demanding a new contract. Their planes are falling apart and dropping out of the sky on a daily basis, so why not reward them with more money? I’ll take the train, thanks. September home sales were highest in years, but how is anyone able to buyContinue reading “Mere Observations”
Respect
Nothing but mad respect for all healthcare professionals, but nurses in particular, seem to spend the most face time with patients whenever you are hospitalized. I have been hospitalized more times than I care to count, so I know of whence I speak. I have no doubts my love of nurses came from my stayContinue reading “Respect”
Fork it Over
I have no earthly idea what that means in the figurative sense, but according to my life companion for the last forty years, I don’t have a clue about anything anyway. I can see “hand it over” and even the incorrect “give it over” which are the instructions the Domestic Despot gives to our doggiesContinue reading “Fork it Over”
One Summer in Japan
Or just, the neighborhood, which is what we knew it as. We were living on Showa Air Force Base in the early sixties and this shorty is about our neighborhood there. Everybody knew everyone who lived in the neighborhood and recognized everyone’s’ kids on the street and outside playing in groups. Remember that? Playing outside?Continue reading “One Summer in Japan”
Options
LIfe is all about options. The choices we make, the reasons we come up with to justify our actions, and the consequences we ultimately must pay for them. There is a balance to the universe and it is even more simplistic than the concept of yin and yang and the balance it perpetuates. Right andContinue reading “Options”
