As of today, we have had forty-five presidents lead our country. Zero women have held that office, and the failed campaign of Hillary Clinton saved us all from just another one of the good ‘ole boys dressed in a Brooks Brothers power suit. In our zeal to show a fake sense of inclusion, we actuallyContinue reading “Maybe It’s Time”
Category Archives: working together
Where Did it Go?
It was here just a minute ago. My memory. Despite my wife’s inaccurate recollections, I am just now starting to notice small signs that my once precise eidetic memory is slipping. There are TWO THINGS that I always remember. Always have and always will. Who I owe money to and who owes me money. 100%Continue reading “Where Did it Go?”
No Pressure
I think we would all like to think we would be cool under pressure, and able to lead masses of people if need be. Right. Very few are the stalwarts, impervious to distraction. Single-minded, yes? But in a good way. These are the people I want placed in charge of keeping our citizens safe (includingContinue reading “No Pressure”
Raise Your Hand
Anyone on this planet with access to the news believe that Putin, that ignorant, paranoid little bald lawn gnome, might have had something to do with Alexey Navalny’s death raise your hands. Come on, up with them. Straight in the air. Now lower your arm forty-five degrees. You get it. And you are a TOTALContinue reading “Raise Your Hand”
Closing Time
Not only an ass-kicking song by Semisonic, but an always-approaching time for us all. The end game. Departure. So why do we waste so much of the precious time we have been allotted on useless horseshit like hatred and fear? And supposedly, we are the most intelligent life form on Earth. Maybe not. AI foundContinue reading “Closing Time”
Wait For It…
I am the very first to admit that, of all the many gifts I have inherited and refined, patience is NOT one of them. Oh, I’ve gotten better, but more often than not, throughout my life, impatience has cost me. I used to be such a stickler for my food quality. Classic French cuisine requiresContinue reading “Wait For It…”
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”
Style
I am often asked what style or genre my writing is. I honestly don’t know how to answer that question. I believe in my book EMOTIONS! Not your Mama’s ABC’s! I have created an entirely new genre. I took the short story and made it into a short-short story, and the final product is theContinue reading “Style”
Closing Time
I worked in food service for several decades and closed many an establishment. I worked my way up from dishwasher to starred chef and at that level, I had a Chef Tournant whose staff would close and secure my kitchen. If I was on hand for closing, it was for a special occasion, or IContinue reading “Closing Time”
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”
