How I Spent the Pandemic (So Far)

 I’ve missed the seven of you. I know when I started dribble a long, LONG time ago I was writing everyday. And, like, three of you came to need my daily musings to set the correct course for your day. And, those same five of you have whined lamented that my dribbles have been reduced […]
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Some Awesomesauce Poetry

I think we’ve all been dealing with this pandemic and all around strange time in the world right now in our own ways. One of my favorite things has been getting the occasional  poem from my dear friend Kristofer. Enjoy these. Share them Follow Kristofer. Personally, Going Nowhere is my favorite, but they’re all good. […]
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Sometimes, what heart know, head forget.

Last night I watched The Karate Kid for the first time since high school. I graduated high school (barely) in 1990. It’s been at least that long since I saw it last. And as much I loved Elisabeth Shue (the big hair, the popped collar, the knee socks – swoon), that particular movie wasn’t one […]
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You Were Better Than This World

We were so much older then. They found Jesse. I keep playing those words in my head and everything they don’t say. Was he lost? Yeah, the entirety of his life.   We were kids. His mother wanted him home, but there was nobody sober to take us. She didn’t care. So we walked from Los […]
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I know it’s not much, but it’s the best I can do

I don’t know what day this is of the quarantine. I know there won’t be enough of them for me. I like this. I write a lot. Maybe not here for you to read, but I am writing. A lot.  A few years ago I started writing a screenplay inspired by, if not actually about, […]
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I Am Dying

Disclaimer: Before we go on please note, I am not talking about grief. That’s a whole different beast, one that effects those of us left behind by the dead. If you can’t separate the topic of grief from the topic of death, or if you are grieving now it might be best to stop reading.  […]
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When I am 70

When I am 70 sign me up for the front lines. Don’t send the 19 year old getting started. No parent should have to lose their baby over the frivolities of old men. Don’t send the 34 year old raising a family. Let them savor the moments of tiny fingers and first steps, of tee […]
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Once Upon A Time

It was my third high school. I was sitting in Auto Shop Class. It was the only elective available for someone who transferred mid-semester. Mr Lingenfelter was talking about draining brake fluid when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I leaned back without turning around. Do you play bass? he asked. I was surprised at […]
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