Where did they go? People are going absolutely batshit crazy on planes. If you know me, my solution comes in one word. Parachute. I hope they increase the penalties to include mandatory jail time and a felony on the record. The Domestic Despot Osama bin Karen and I were just discussing this same subject notContinue reading “The Friendly Skies”
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Summer Sports Report
As we put Independence Day in the rear-view mirror and power through summer, let’s see where we are in the sports world. Football I already covered the disappointing European Championship final, and I can’t wait for the start of the Premier League on August 14th. I was very happy to see the tears of elationContinue reading “Summer Sports Report”
Drugs in Sports
Wake n’ Bake Session 1001. Remember The Box Tops? Here are two subjects that are supposed to be mutually exclusive of each other. But they aren’t. The latest incident involves a young American sprinter Sha’Carri Richardson who was disqualified, suspended, and then, to add insult to injury, she was not selected to run with theContinue reading “Drugs in Sports”
Ship Ahoy
You know, I always thought of the pirate as a romantic figure. Sailing across the open seas, obviously privy to some of the most beautiful sunsets known to man. However, it is hard to imagine one pirate playfully nudging a shipmate and commenting on how beautiful the sunset was and how its colors simply dancedContinue reading “Ship Ahoy”
At the Movies
Acting, aka “make-believe,” is easy, right? Anyone can do it. When you think about it, EVERYONE is an actor in this one-act play we call life. Not so fast… Everyone has their own favorites for a vast spectrum of reasons. You can either use art appreciation, box office sales, views on Netflix, whatever, however youContinue reading “At the Movies”
The Dance
I can dance. Certainly not as well as I think I can, but I have rhythm and a good sense of beat to at least not be “that guy” on the dance floor; flailing, spinning, and generally avoiding falling down to any music, except jazz. But who dances to jazz? Not cool enough. Jazz buffsContinue reading “The Dance”
Cry Baby
I’m a cry baby. I admit it. It’s hard to refute when you are sitting there watching a sad movie and the waterworks begin. Since it is part of me, I’ve never cared to downplay it. I’m not embarrassed by it; it’s just who I am. I used to tell my friends I would kickContinue reading “Cry Baby”
Mice
Reposted from June 3: I talk about the craziest shit, don’t I? I kid you not. The dirty disease-laden rodents scare the hell out of me. I don’t care how small the little bastards are, I don’t want to touch them. I have been fortunate not to have had to grown up with mice runningContinue reading “Mice”
Bowling
Is bowling still a thing? Growing up, my parents got me out of the house, busying me with swimming, camping, and other activities. My siblings and I were all very active in sports. Bowling kind of came up around age 8 and lost its magic by the time age 12 rolled around. I never consideredContinue reading “Bowling”
Ooh La La!
This is a repost of this blog from 5/17/21. I was going through my “stats” and evidently my mad computer skillz have once-again hindered my efforts. I will be reposting the others as needed. As a songwriter and an author, I have occasion to cross over. I love listening to, and playing the “story” songsContinue reading “Ooh La La!”
