“What if a black hole is just the pupil of a giant eye sucking all the light and information into it as it observes an unimaginably larger world ?”  Alexia Sober God sat on the edge of humankind’s known Universe, observing what he had created with his Big Bang mind. For the most part, He…

My Cousin Elmo says, “‘An Indiana Jones 5’ cameraman was found dead in his hotel room. No word on where Alec Baldwin was at the time.”

UPDATE: Ricardo Gomez, 17, of Sun Valley, has been identified as the motorcyclist, who died. A 17-year-old boy operating a motorcycle died on Eagle Canyon Drive at Richard Springs Blvd., in Spanish Springs this morning, Thu., Nov. 4, at around 7:30 a.m. The Washoe County Sheriff’s Office hasn’t released his name. The crash also involved…

My Cousin Elmo says, “I’ve figured out what Facebook’s new corporate name ‘META’ stands for, ‘Mental Enslavement Through Algorithms.’”

There is very little that is more satisfying than working in your garden, be it flower or vegetable, hands in the loam, dirt between your fingers and under your nails. However, more satisfying is the act of sitting down after a good day’s work in the air and the earth and opening an old pen-knife,…

No, this isn’t about the 2006 movie by the same name, but it is damned close. In November 2019, I read a story about a man being turned away from his polling place because of the shirt he wore. The poll worker believed it held a secret message for Trump supporters. What did the shirt…

Some days I know exactly what to do, other days, not so much. Then there are days that I simply sit quietly and try not to think of any of it and allow God to do all the figuring.

My Cousin Elmo says, “Apparently, it’s considered rude to poke someone who is talking endlessly in the forehead while saying ‘skip intro.’”

From my email this late afternoon: “Why do you announce to the world that you have mental health issues? Don’t you know that can come back and bite you in the ass? Aren’t you afraid?” Here are my answers: It is the right thing for me to do, yes, and no.  Now to expound on that,…

It has been a minute since my cheese last slipped off my cracker. As I was on my way home from a potluck last Wednesday evening, I felt a slight change overcome my mood. The best I describe it is I suddenly, and not for any discernable reason, I describe as ‘sad,’ though that is…