We each have one that is just as unique to us as our fingerprints. We learn them, we inherit them, and we assimilate them our entire lives. Then our role is over and a new cast goes through the motions of mouthing the words and playing the parts as the show must go on. IContinue reading “Our Skill Set”
Category Archives: women in power
Zula
She was from the jungles of Brazil. No town or city name. My feeble attempts at conversing bore no fruit, but when our gaze met, everything else, and I mean everything else, melted away. There was nothing in this world more important than finding my way next to her and her round, warm body. SheContinue reading “Zula”
Thumb Tripping
Hitchhiking. You just don’t see it anymore. It used to be a means of transporting one’s self to points unknown with a complete stranger. I know, not because I ever had to hitch a ride to go somewhere, but because I was the guy who would stop and pick up whoever had their thumbs out.Continue reading “Thumb Tripping”
The Big “L”
Nat King Cole and nearly every other singer on the planet has, at one time or another, placed a love song or two in their playlist. We sing about love, we revere it, we even build great monuments to it. But what are we doing to perpetuate it? Love is not self-sustaining. It needs toContinue reading “The Big “L””
Worlds Apart
As the rise of antisemitism spreads throughout The Greatest Country on Earth (pardon me while I have a good belly laugh), our progress as a civilization appears to have hit one of the buried Ukrainian landmines (Hey remember that war? It’s still going on!). We are in a downward spiral, and it is not hardContinue reading “Worlds Apart”
The Princess of Las Vegas
In my tumultuous wild ride in Sin City, a brief, but colorful segment was occupied working as a waiter in a high-end casino restaurant on the world-famous Strip. Talk about characters. Comps were everywhere, as I am sure they are today. (author’s note: I have not been back to Vegas since I left in 1981)Continue reading “The Princess of Las Vegas”
Either Or
Either through a cloudy drug haze, revenge, or infatuation, I was able to experience the trappings of the lifestyle of the mega-wealthy in my youth. Of course none of this happened because the Domestic Despot will tell you, without blinking, that there was no one else before she appeared in my life. So in theContinue reading “Either Or”
What’s Next?
Artificial Intelligence. Although if you queried the Domestic Despot, she would offer that she has been living with artificial intelligence since we moved in together into a tiny studio apartment in the foothills of Santa Barbara in 1986. What I want to know is why, all of a sudden, are we inundated with idiot politiciansContinue reading “What’s Next?”
Bewitched
It is the only explanation I have for it. It was a cool morning in the San Francisco Peaks, north of Flagstaff and south of the Grand Canyon, and I was headed to the white Aspen trees where I planned to camp for a few days and eat some pharmaceutical LSD. My unpaid assistant, theContinue reading “Bewitched”
A Teaser
In my taking-me-forever first novel If Only…I share my view of our nation with women the dominant gender in the world. And so for my wife, the Domestic Despot who thinks I’m just sitting here at my desk getting stoned all day, here is what I have so far: The Red Manse 0600 hrs. Continue reading “A Teaser”
