It is the eve of the day in which I have nothing written and ready for posting to my blog. For the past week I’ve been dealing with a case of writer’s block. Generally, writer’s block doesn’t stick around this long – maybe two or three days at worst – then the flood gate opens…

I’m old enough to recall when the television was considered furniture.

My rules for the road are simple: If you’re driving faster than me, you’re a maniac; slower than me; you’re an idiot.

On many an evening, before bedtime, I will scratch my wife’s back until she hands me the Lavender Oil to rub out the itchy dryness she endures daily. “It also helps me sleep,” she explains. Knowing I have difficulty falling and staying asleep, she has recommended several times that I should try it. I finally…

Federal authorities say you’re not allowed to use marijuana if you’re using a laxative. You must either shit or get off the pot.

The door was open to the old church, turned community theater as I stepped inside. According to his cardboard sign, on stage was an unshaven man in ragged clothes, presenting a three-part act. Finishing Act I, he bowed, stepped behind the curtain and re-entered the stage from the other side. He finished the second act…

Confidence is silent while insecurity is loud.

“Hey, Dad – how did my sister Teresa, get her name?” “Because your mom loves Easter.” “I don’t get it.” “It’s an anagram.” “What’s that?” “It’s where you create a word, or a name or sentence using the letters of another word or name.” “How does it work?” “For instance ‘silent’ can be rearranged into…

So, according to the Mandela Effect, Easter commemorates when Jesus hid eggs for His disciples to find and then turned all the rabbits into chocolate, right?