Willy got the paperwork via a special shuttle from Earth to Mars. The large envelop was marked urgent in large red-lettering. “Recalled?” he said, “I jus’ got here. And what about the new porters job I was promised at the hotel/casino?” The person delivering the folio, shrugged and turned away. Slowly, Willy read through the…

Saying that you support ‘freedom of speech,’ but not ‘hate speech,’ is like claiming you support ‘physics,’ but not ‘gravity.’

The dream is: while with a group of people, we were invited to search through a home for items we believed to be valuable. Since I was in the military, I was assigned to look for anything that was related to uniform service. As I did this I found myself being followed and then chased…

The magic of a snow day for kids in school is lost now that there’s distance-learning.

Unless there’s an act of God or an implosive scandal within his administration, Nevada’s Democratic Governor Steve Sisolak will be re-elected to a second term. And since he won’t be on the ballot until 2022, it all come’s down to time and seats. Senate terms are four years, but every two years, half are up…

In bed, I open the news app on my cellphone. I tap 2 News KTVN. “The Nevada Highway Patrol says crews responded to a head on crash on Pyramid Highway at Los Altos Parkway on Friday afternoon. Officials said there were substantial injuries.” The third in as many months. My mind slips into a memory.…

Nineteen-and-eighty-six, earning only $5.15 an hour, residing in poverty, loving every moment. A bag of Ruffle potato chips, 8 pieces of chicken, 6 cans of cherry Coca-Cola, three dollars and ninety-nine cents per day, living like Kings and Queens. The sweet life at twenty-six years, sun in our faces, wind through our hair, searching for…

Woke up after my wife. She’s out on her early morning walk. “Hell, the sun isn’t even up.” Rolling from bed, I go to the kitchen, make some coffee. As the percolator gasps, wheezes, gurgles and chugs, I thumb through my cellphone at the various news stories. Corona virus, face masks, riots, anti-Trump, left, right,…

Tap called in the morning, “Pete’s dead.” “Sorry to hear that,” I said. “Best damned guard dog I’ve ever had.” “But,” I started to interrupt him. Pete and I met about five-years before. He’d chased me around my truck, forcing me to retreat inside it until Tap called him off. “Knock it off, Pete.” The…

A shout out to everyone who can remember their childhood phone number — but not the computer password that they created yesterday.