I’m really getting tired of the Blue news and how the different newscasters carry that same smug nod-nod-wink-wink salacious bullshit attitude as if they had anything to do with anything. Instead of mobilizing to accomplish something of merit, they are content to keep fanning the flames of revolution. The thing is, there aren’t enough peopleContinue reading “Act Like You’ve Been There”
Category Archives: Short stories
At Long Last…
With the proliferation of automatic weaponry in our schools, the national conversation has briefly turned to outrage and disbelief. And before you check to see if hell has indeed, frozen over, consider this. A politician told the truth. Faced with questions about gun control that are oft-repeated and never addressed, Congressman Pete Burchett, Republican fromContinue reading “At Long Last…”
The More Things Stay the Same
Mass shooting number one thirty-one just came and went in Tennessee at a private Christian elementary school. That’s 132 in the first three months of the year. We are always claiming some sort of political-moral supremacy and we go out on a daily basis looking every bit like Lord of the Flies is the AmericanContinue reading “The More Things Stay the Same”
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”
