As always, I vacillate between disgusted and amused. I try to find humor in pretty much everything but even I have to admit – with apologies to Steve Miller – it just keeps getting tougher every day. The latest thing to make me go “huh?” was an article I foolishly clicked on about a study on air... Sign in to see full entry.
Ray Davies once said, “Everybody’s a dreamer, everybody’s a star, and everyone is in movies, it doesn’t matter who you are.” While I doubt he was talking about the collective stage and screen career of we the collective moiling herd, the song did put me in mind of my one shot at the silver screen,... Sign in to see full entry.
There comes a time when you find yourself just kind of over everyone and everything. I’m rapidly approaching that time. I think it’s because I never really cared about most of the things people are shrieking about these days and I’m way past the point of being willing to listen to it. I am convinced... Sign in to see full entry.
Is the American Dream dead? Are the rags to riches myths just that? Well, it depends on your definition. Personally, I’m afraid the old saw of working hard and spending wisely being the way to prosperity is, in fact, relegated to the dustbin of mythology. Maybe it never left there. All I know is the... Sign in to see full entry.
Over the years, I’ve been accused of being an optimist, a pessimist, an idealist, a realist, a nihilist and God knows how many other “ists.” I suppose it depends on the perspective of the accuser. I could take these things one at a time and defend or support them, but that would be a waste of time.... Sign in to see full entry.
I used to blame our plunging collective national IQ on the internet, particularly social media. However, I can now clearly see I was wrong. The internet is a beautiful, magical place. It’s even better than the real world. Or maybe it is the real world. Why else would everyone walk around in the... Sign in to see full entry.
There’s something about Bradford Pear in full bloom that gives me a feeling in my chest and a lump in my throat. In three words, that feeling is congestion, coughing, and sneezing. Spring is here, it seems, although I’m still waiting for this particular strip tease by Mother Nature to come to an end... Sign in to see full entry.
Not too long ago, I wrote about the sublime experience that was the summer of Dirty Fred’s. To be sure, there has never been another place on the planet like it, thank God. And yet, here’s the funny thing, and possibly even an bit of insight into my brand of insanity: I got to live the dream twice.... Sign in to see full entry.
This one actually comes from my "Random Dumb Joke Tuesday" feature on Facebook. I'll come up with something a little more substiantial shortly. Enjoy! Cinderella longed to go to the ball and begged her stepmother to let her go. The stepmother finally agreed, but only on the condition that Cinderella... Sign in to see full entry.
I often quote the late, great Will Rogers, who said, “When I die, if there are no dogs in heaven, then I want to go wherever they went.” Lately, I’ve been thinking that if there’s anything to the idea of reincarnation, then I want to come back as one of my critters. That my dogs are spoiled is a... Sign in to see full entry.