Mr. Miyagi and Me
In high school, I wasn’t allowed to work. “You take care of the grades, and I’ll pay the freight,” my dad told me. So it went. Working for a livin’...
In high school, I wasn’t allowed to work. “You take care of the grades, and I’ll pay the freight,” my dad told me. So it went. Working for a livin’...
There was a time, long before DVR’s and VCR’s, when the arrival of the TV Guide was must-reading. I’d begin my survey with their list of televised sports for the...
You gotta hand it to the Ancients. They knew little about medicine, but they made up for it with ingenuous torture devices. And the names! The Brazen Bull. Chappy Chopper,...
No, I’m not crazy. At least not any crazier than before. I’m not describing malevolent, audible commands, like Son of Sam. These are my memory loops stored over six decades....
Ever seen those clickbait ads/quizzes on Facebook or Yahoo? What kind of Thanksgiving dish are you? or We can guess your home state in ten questions! Maybe, These are the...
I’m the outlier, the alien invader (reminds me of Space Invaders, the first video game I played, beginning a transition from pinball to arcade games). I’m the salmon swimming upstream,...
(In honor of James Thurber, creator of Walter Mitty.) I exercise a few times a week at the Joe Farmer Rec Center in Allen. It’s adequate–a full-court gym, two racquetball...
I lived in Southern California in the early 80’s. In my spare time, I visited Laguna and Huntington, to body surf and frolic. Once time, my back turned to the...
Flashback six years or so. It was late, I was tired, my mind was racing, and my body refused to rest. Replaying events from the day, from classes to Debate...
BY HURLS · MAY 12, 2023 Said to be the wisest of all the Greek Muses, Calliope inspired writers. Being cool Cats, we had a writing center at Wheeling High School called the...