A Lousy Comparison
“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....
“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....
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....
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...
I’m addicted to writing, mostly because I’m infatuated with words, and by extension, word games. Wordle and Strands, for example. It’s a lifelong obsession. I recall as a young buck...
The fictional TV detective Adrian Monk has a lengthy inventory of fears–312 to be exact, if Monk Wiki can be trusted. It begins innocuously enough. Germs, needles, and dentists head...
My son MJ has a sports media company, TDT (Third Down Thursdays–here’s a link). They’ve grown remarkably in their few years of existence. Yesterday, I accompanied him to the Byron...
It’s been almost a year since I began this endeavor, this thing I call Hurl’s Treehouse. I started it because I wanted to get my words out to readers. It...
Oftentimes I just wonder “why?” I used to drive my folks nuts with my questions. Why are some cows brown and some white and some black and white? Why do...
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