A Worthy Aspiration
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...
Category: Life and Stuff
“I’m Sorry About Your Car, Mr. Hanks”
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...
This and That, Tying Up Loose Ends
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...
Remembering Mad Dog
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....
The Value of BMS*
(*Not an accepted acronym for anything I know of and not affiliated with Bristol Myers, batter manufacturers, or any bowel syndrome. Especially the last one.) When my kids were little,...
A Life in the Day
(I wrote this post two weeks ago, but I had to put a lid on it until the news became public. If you don’t mind, just pretend it’s two weeks...
To Be or Not To Be (a Texan)
In Septemeber, 2020, Melanie and I moved to Texas after living in Chicago for 35 years. Before Chicago, it was Orange County, CA for five years and before that was...
Liar’s Dice
Sometimes, I just feel like telling a story. This is one of those days. Around 2005, I was still in the midst of working full-time, laboring in room 133 at...
What Do I Have in Common with a Six-Year-Old?
The short answer is, more than I care to admit. Read on for the long answer. Yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby (“Rubes” to me) graduated from Suncreek Preschool. It was a...
Shoes, Dogs, and Little People
Yesterday, I went to Cotton Patch Cafe with Melanie, aka, Girlfriend/Brown-Eyed Girl/Mellie/Mommel. The restaurant is sort of knock-off of Cracker Barrel–lots of fried chicken, sweet tea, and buttered rolls. They...
