Writing and thinking for the fun of it.
“It’s just like Romeo and Juliet. It’s true love,” she offered. Her friends’ approval was widespread and immediate. The speaker was a high school student, probably a frosh or sophomore....
I haven’t written much lately. Sooo many spinning plates and so little time. I’m hoping life will settle down, which is likely a punchline many of you know in your...
My Philosophy teacher at Merced College claimed he never dreamed at night. Ever. I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum. I dream all night, every night. Maybe he was...
Sometimes I give myself a writing challenge. Today’s brain-bender is to write a meaningful post in one hour, writing based on a quote that I didn’t choose. Here’s what I...
We’ve had several days of weather here in Texas. A few inches of snow and temps in the 20’s, which would be no biggee in Chicago, but it’s Snowmagedon here....
Ah, yes, we’ve reached that point in the calendar. December about to turn to January, out with old, Auld Lang Syne and all the rest. News and social media churn...
No fresh ideas today, no new pearls of wisdom or bon mots. That doesn’t mean I have nothing to say. But I’m going backwards in order to go forward. First...
I know what you’re thinking. “Hey, Hurls, either that’s a typo or you don’t know the phrase. It’s supposed to be Marty, not Morty.” To which I say, “You are...
There’s a line from Romeo and Juliet where Romeo utters, “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.” (Act 2, scene 2). The line matters because it’s the first...
It’s funny what can trigger a memory. Recently, a friend mentioned Greg Maddux, former pitcher for the Cubbies and Braves and now a member of the Baseball Hall of Fame....
Hurl’s Treehouse has been on hiatus due to a minor car accident Melanie and I were in a few weeks ago. We’re fine, compared to many who suffer great injuries...
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