Follow-Up, Numbers Up, Head’s Up.
Two weeks ago, I shared my perspective on Charlie Kirk’s assassination. Rather than opine on the political or religious overtones, I viewed the event from a more personal standpoint, as...
Hurl's Treehouse
Another Grain of Sand, Another Bell Tolls
I was finishing up my Speech class on Wednesday, answering questions from students milling around when I heard the news. There was uncertainty and shock among them, as often occurs...
Butterfly Revolution Survivor
This week, I began my 41st year in education. 41 years as a teacher, first in high school and now as a college prof. The number staggers my meager brain....
A Long Line of Chocolates
You remember the scene, I’m sure. Most of us saw it in reruns, but it’s comedy genius. Lucy and Ethel, working the assembly line in a candy factory. It begins...
’78 is Great!
“One-Nine-Seven-Eight, nineteen seventy-eight!” In my mind’s ear, I can still hear the chants, cheerleaders spurring on my class at pep rallies, sweaty adolescents screaming in unison. It’s no secret that...
Downtown Jason Brown
In my third or fourth year of teaching, circa 1989, I had a sophomore class, Writing About Lit. It was a pretty generic class, average level students and largely forgettable....
A Sharp Stick
Do you have any idea how many awards shows/presentations there are? Here’s a calendar, if you have the stomach and stamina for such a thing. I stopped counting around fifty;...
Where Ya Been?
I haven’t posted on Hurl’s Treehouse for a bit, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. This summer or early fall I’ll release my third book, this one a...
Living Large at the Byron (Year Two)
Once again I had the privilege of impersonating media for the weekend, attending the Byron Nelson PGA event in McKinney, TX. Courtesy of my son MJ and his media company...
The Delicate Question
I’ll get to the title in a minute or so. Allow me to take the long way home on this one. An episode of The Twilight Zone is entitled “To...
