2019 knocked me down hard. 2020 knocked me down harder, and kicked me while I was down. Yeah, I know, it knocked everyone down and I’m not special in that regard–don’t claim to be, but this is my website, so… 2021 is a big, ugly fire-breathing dragon eyeing me from beyond the chasm of winter, waiting with baited, smoky breath to greet me when I … Continue reading I’m going to kill 2021
In the Star Trek episode Day of the Dove, the crew of the Enterprise is pitted in mortal combat against the crew of a Klingon ship by a mysterious parasitic entity that feeds on hatred. The entity takes away their phasers and disrupters, providing them instead with swords, ensuring maximum negative energy. It resuscitates the dead so they can get right back up and continue … Continue reading Life lessons from Star Trek
I recently stumbled upon this souvenir photo from a Putt-Putt golf birthday party in lawton oklahoma circa… oh… ’89, I wanna say? I loved that place. I loved mini golf. I loved that the arcade had Dig Dug. Lots of good memories there. It’s been torn down now, of course. Replaced with a boring tan shopping center. Lives on inside of me, though. The kids … Continue reading Golfing Days
Thirty years I worked at that plant. Which one, you ask? Don’t worry about it. It’s not important. What’s important is that for thirty years, I did an outstanding job of assembling quality American automobiles. I had a good crew, and we had a good rapport–we worked well together. Anyway, one day we got new plant supervisors–cocky young know-it-alls who’d been sent by corporate to … Continue reading D.U.S.T. to DUST
The air inside the house was stuffy, and thick with the smell of fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches when I returned from my all-too-brief outing into town. It was always nice to get away from him, though, even if it was just to check the mail. “Hey man,” said my roommate of forty-three years, six months and two days as he walked a treadmill … Continue reading A Little Less Conversation
I’ve never been a fan of jazz. I’ve always recognized and appreciated its artistry, its technicality, and it’s influence on and presence in other forms of music, but I’ve just never gotten into it. I owned a copy of “A Kind of Blue” at one point, but I never listened to it much. I tried, though. Earlier this evening, while driving home from work, I … Continue reading All that Jazz
I bought some floss yesterday, and when I opened it, I discovered this tiny little note encouraging me to floss. Yeah, I know. That’s why I bought floss. You’re preaching to the choir. I’ve already purchased the product, and therefore I need no further convincing. Why didn’t Johnson and Johnson put that info on the outside of the package? When you go to a movie, … Continue reading You already had me
Occasionally, someone who has read my book The Act of Laughing will track me down on Facebook and tell me how much they related to one of the characters. It’s never the two with redeeming qualities, either. It’s always Evan. Evan is a snarky, lazy comic book artist with a massive ego and a strong sense of entitlement. He’s an atheist, and is an asshole … Continue reading Relating to characters?
I’ve got to stop paying such close attention to the news and current events. I can’t handle it. It’s accomplishing nothing but making me perpetually pissed, and it’s affecting the way I treat my wife and also others who are far less important to me. What good does it do me to pore over the comments on news stories and anger myself? I can’t make … Continue reading I will not fight.
I’ve always been the skeptical Agent Scully to the conspiracy theorists’ Agent Mulder. In light of the fact that the foundations of civilization as we know it are crumbling, however, I may have to reassess that default skepticism. Something’s going on. “They” are doing something. Someone is using this pandemic in conjunction with civil unrest to their own advantage, somehow. All your friends are steadily … Continue reading I’m no conspiracy theorist, but…