Bored after nine-months of quarantine, Brody slipped out of his house and into a nearby vacant field. And like he used to, Brody took his binoculars. Sitting quietly, enjoying the sun and breeze while bird watching, Brody was alarmed at the sight of a drone dancing along the treetops on the other side of the…

Shortly after boot camp, I saw an article in a magazine about this ‘poor guy,’ who only had a van to live in, spending his time fishing to eat. “What a life!” I thought. Eventually, I altered that ‘story,’ making it mine. It included moving to the big island of Hawai’i, peddling a rickshaw bicycle,…

“I don’t want to hit it,’ Darwin said. “You have to,” his supervisor said, “It’s part of the program. Besides, it’s only a robot.” “Yeah,” Darwin countered, “What if it’s as smart or even smarter than they say it is?” “Remember Asimov’s First Rule?” the supervisor asked. “Yes,” Darwin answered. “Repeat it to me,” the…

For 20-years I’ve been blogging and not once has anyone from my home-area ever joined in this task. And while he is not joining me, per se, I am happy to say that I can no longer say I am alone at this. Please welcome my long-time friend Rick, and please follow his endeavor… Yesterday…

My Cousin Elmo says, “Because of COVID-19, my garbage bin gets to go out more than me.”

My Cousin Elmo says, “Congratulations, you’ve made it one-twelfth of the way through 2021.”

He did everything correctly after the world went to hell. He made it to his initial ‘bug-out’ site and reorganized himself before heading off on his 400-mile journey home. By the end of the week, he had started traveling at night, avoiding towns, stopping during the day to sleep. Three months later, he came to…

More bad news as my cousin Stephen Timmons died January 22, following an accident in Broken Bow, Oklahoma, where he lived. He jus’ turned 65, having been born in Enid, Oklahoma, January 3, 1956. We had only ever met once in 1964 when I was three, and he was seven and that was at my…

“You’re always making up stories to get me to do stuff you don’t want to do,” my son said when he was eight-years-old. “You’re only saying that to get out of doing your chores,” I said. “I’m not either, and you know it,” he said. “What story have I made up?” I asked. “Well,” he…

My Cousin Elmo says, “We need to investigate the Democratic party to see if they have any ties to the U.S.”