• A Black Bear in the Black Berry Patch

    It was warm for the start of September and Adam and I were on a mission. The night before we had decided to pick as many black berries as possible and to give them to Mr. and Mrs. Thompson before the elderly couple headed back home to Alhambra, California. Our idea centered on making sure…

  • Taxed to Talk

    Congress is always looking for new and sneakier ways to fill it’s pockets with our hard-earned cash. This time it has started to look at parts of former Michigan GOP Congressman Dave Camp’s failed “Tax Reform Act of 2014.” Unfortunately, this isn’t the kind of simplied tax-reform being talked about by President Trump and wanted…

  • Former CIA Director Calls for a Coup

    Former President Obama’s shadow government is slowly moving into the daylight, as his ex-CIA chief John Brennan is openly calling for a coup to oust President Trump, should Trump fire Special Prosecutor Robert Mueller. Brennan appeared at the Aspen Security Forum in Vero Beach, Florida, during a panel discussion with Obama propogandist and CNN anchor Wolf…

  • And the Insults Keep Coming

    Last week, GOP Congressman Blake Farenthold criticized his GOP colleagues in the Senate for lacking the “courage” to repeal Obamacare and pass a replacement bill. He specifically called out “female senators from the Northeast,” whom he suggested he would have challenged to a duel ― if they were men. “If it was a guy from…

  • Obsidian

    What is it all about, These final years of living? Having worked till you are no longer needed, Broke and broken – No further to proceed. Am I alone in this search for meaning? If I’m not… Where are the other travelers on this road? It certainly seems that I am. Hiding perhaps, Cowering in…

  • My First Taste of Mexico

    There is so much about my first trip to Mexico that do not recall. Not that it was nearly four-decades ago, but because it was a booze-fill weekend where I had no one other than myself to be responsible for or to. There were five of us, and I sat in the middle, in the…

  • Unpacking My Stuffy Head

    As I write this, I am in bed battling a summer head cold and losing. Earlier on Facebook I described my condition as having had wet cement shot up my nose, into my sinus cavity and behind my eyes. The description still holds. Earlier, as I stood in the shower trying to steam everything loose…

  • Small

    “You were born prematurely,” Sam’s mother explained to him when he went to her again to complain about being smaller than everyone else in his class. He had heard the same thing most of his life, but had only now, at age 12, begin to understand what being ‘premature’ actually meant – small. Sam knew…

  • The Opel Kadet Challenge

    When I was 10 or 11, my parents bought the most uncoolest car in the world; a gold-colored Opel Kadet station wagon. Being a small car, it only sat three people in the backseat, meaning one of us four kids would have to climb in the very back behind that backseat. One morning, we loaded…

  • The Rocks in My Head

    As I got ready to leave my VAMHC (Veteran Affairs Mental Health Care) doctor’s office, I noticed a grouping of rocks, some smooth by the tumbling of rapid waters, still others in rough form, gathered atop her mini-fridge. It seemed a strange place to have such a display. I couldn’t help but ask, “So you…