I learned early. I am six years-old on the back of my brother’s Honda Cub and we are winding through narrow Japanese dirt streets lined with vendors of all types: Household goods. Meat. Fish. Electronics (such as they were in 1960 Japan). Restaurants. Brothels. Yep, right there next to the tent that was selling frozenContinue reading “A Whole Other World”
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Different Point of View
The very first auto I ever had was a ’65 Ford pickup I bought from my brother. The places that old girl took me. Before I returned to college for my sophomore year, I got the brilliant idea somewhere that I would be the weed supplier for the student population of which I was aContinue reading “Different Point of View”
Songwriting Class II
“When it’s too tough for you, it’s just right for me.” Words I was raised on. My big brother. He was the star high school player and I was a slow eighty-pound guard on our Pee Wee Pop Warner football team on Tachikawa Air Force Base. After school, I would head to football practice asContinue reading “Songwriting Class II”
Songwriting Class
I have no idea what it is, the water, the air, whatever, but I have become a songwriting machine as of late. I wrote my very first song, That’s When Hiawatha Made a Little Running Deer Outta Me. when I was twelve, but only our yet-to-be-born history buff will be able to tell you that.Continue reading “Songwriting Class”
Morsels From My Mind
I see Phoenix is cleaning up the tent city that has sprouted up in the downtown area. Where are they moving it to? Leasing hotel rooms? For how long? Once again, I have the solution and it is, at the risk of blowing my own horn, brilliant. Put the homeless to work and train themContinue reading “Morsels From My Mind”
The Call
I was lying around the house on a lazy Sunday morning smoking some kickass Sativa and being picked on (for no good reason, I’m sure) by Karen, the Domestic Despot. She was complaining because all I was doing was getting stoned and travelling to golf with my buddies, scattered across the country. I kept tellingContinue reading “The Call”
One Man’s Lemon…
You know the expression. I saw a clickbait story about how some woman was freaked out and called the standing for the national anthem of random restaurant patrons a “dangerous” situation. She is what the fuck is wrong with this country. Prime example one. Why would you feel uncomfortable or at risk because of thisContinue reading “One Man’s Lemon…”
I LOVE GOOGLE!
Okay. Since I wrote that I hated Google previously, I feel obliged to backtrack on my stance. After writing about how inept my situation was being handled, come to find out, it was ME who was fucking up and I kept getting my passwords jumbled. I still do not use it as the “end allContinue reading “I LOVE GOOGLE!”
You Don’t Say…
Evidently, some Harvard-educated expert has three words to say to someone who is rude for you. So do I. And they start with “kiss” and end with “my ass!” Duh. So a story about a woman who only spent twenty bucks for a dress that she wore to several weddings that had everyone talking. Yeah,Continue reading “You Don’t Say…”
The Way I See It
I saw a story about the things you need to be doing to improve your short and long term memory and I guess my own personal recipe differs somewhat. The first thing they offer is chunking, or basically attaching significance to small groups of information to use as building blocks. The first thing I offerContinue reading “The Way I See It”
