Sunday, March 12, 2006
Oh, Happy Day! (Illustrated)
Stormy weather still is hanging around here in the Ozarks, so I can't go fishing, as much as I'd like to. Instead, I'm going to spend the day cleaning and oiling my fishing reels and putting on new line, as well as sorting tackle for upcoming trips, one of them to Mexico. For you women reading this,...
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Saturday, March 11, 2006
Secret Pleasure Of The Bedroom Revealed (Mature Audiences Only) . . .
At 2:45 a.m. Central time, Thor threw down a thunderbolt into Jazwolf County. It lit the sky and shook the earth and woke me from a sound sleep. But I didn’t mind. Being awakened in the wee hours by a storm and then lying there listening to the rain and wind is one of my favorite simple pleasures....
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Friday, March 10, 2006
A Special Place In Heaven . . .
Attached to an IV and with a cloth mask over his mouth and nose, a boy shuffled down the hall. A nurse kept him steady, as he played with a balloon. A small girl sipped from a straw as she sat in a large, plastic wagon. Her mother held the cup. The child couldn’t hold it because her hands were...
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Thursday, March 9, 2006
Embrace The Darkness Before It's Too Late
My brother says that I “live in the darkest place on the face of the earth.” I wouldn’t have it any other way. What disturbs me is the increasing trend by former city dwellers to move out here into the wilderness and immediately erect dusk-to-dawn lights. I have a couple of these across the lake...
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Wednesday, March 8, 2006
How To Wrap A Banana (Mature Audiences Only)---
My ex-girlfriend S rolled about on the floor laughing when she learned that I alphabetize my herbs and spices. She was one of the few people whom I’ve known who had no obsessive/compulsive tendencies (unless being intent on not being O/C actually is being O/C). Of course, she lived in absolute...
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Tuesday, March 7, 2006
Perfecting The Art Of Losing
My “mentoring” job with 12-year-old Jesse is providing quite an education for this divorced bachelor who never had any children of his own. Today I learned that allowing a child to win in a sports competition is not so easy. We played a basketball game called “21.” Each person shoots from the...
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Monday, March 6, 2006
When A Brain Rinse Is Not Enough . . .
Who doesn't hate Mondays? But a little tummy rub can do wonders to improve your disposition. Just ask this Mexican toad that hopped away with a huge smile on his face. So, go find that special someone and see for yourself.
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Sunday, March 5, 2006
Have You Rinsed Your Brain Today?
In my profile, I mentioned that I like “brain rinses.” A couple of you have asked me what that means. While you may not know the term, I certainly hope that you partake of them as well. I never had thought of a specific meaning before, but, since you asked, here’s what I’ve come up with as the...
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Saturday, March 4, 2006
Don't I Know You From Somewhere? Or From Some Time?
Maybe this all is much ado about nothing. Maybe I just have an exceptionally “common” face. But no one wants to believe that about himself, me included. Instead, I’m looking for other reasons to explain why people--- usually women--- so often tell me that I look familiar to them. This is of special...
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Friday, March 3, 2006
An In-Your-Face Lunch
I was having lunch in my living room so that I could watch the bird feeder. It was one of those clear plastic ones, with suction cups. Sitting directly in front of and about 5 feet back from feeder, I was eating my tuna as the chickadees, finches, nuthatches, and titmice nibbled on sunflower seeds....
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