The course work seemed easy as Jerry struggled to put his life back together. At his true middle age, he found himself homeless and without family or friends. Each day Jerry arose, dressed and walked the two and a half blocks to the library and sat a computer console to complete the assignments given by…

The sun shines brightly Shadows cast down towards earth No tomorrows left.

It’s odd how Bill and Hillary Clinton’s names pop up in the strangest places. This time in connection with the now-besieged Malheur National Wildlife Refuge. Pulled directly from the BLM’s website: “In September 2011, a representative from Oregon Energy, L.L.C. (formally Uranium One), met with local citizens, and county and state officials, to discuss the…

Recently, someone sent me a post on Facebook inviting me to pick up the book nearest me and thumb to page 209, then share the sixth sentence on the page. I followed the instructions verbatim. The closest book was to the left of me; Glenn Beck’s top seller, “It is About Islam.” I’ve found this…

Insomnia is a real son-of-a-bitch! I hate it when I get so tired I cannot sleep because it causes my mind to trigger and I fall into self-pity. Honestly — this writing is nothing but an exercise in wasted time, meant only to help me clear my mind of the clutter which ails it. Being…

Perhaps everyone should get themselves arrested at least one in their lifetime, that way authorities will be certain to identify you should you be found dead alongside a random roadway. Here’s a recent article out of Northern California: “A body found in Southern Humboldt has still not been identified. Last Thursday, on Alderpoint Road near…

This is my ‘ego’ speaking – but I think a couple of my strongest suites when it come to writing are ‘headlines,’ and ‘conversations.’ Some times I come up with both and nowhere to use them. For example, I came up with a headline that I doubt I will ever use: “The Politics of Stupid.”…

Mary brought home some Animal Crackers. Mind, you I hadn’t tasted one in a very long time, so I couldn’t wait to pop one into my mouth. The little biscuits come in a bag now and no longer the rectangular box with the string handle. But that didn’t matter to me as I dug into…

Thank goodness for notebooks. My mind is a cluttered mess and if it weren’t for spiral notebooks, I’d really be jammed up in the thought department. “I…I…I…,” is how I want to begin every sentence as I write. I don’t want to sound conceited – but at this hour of the morning I am being…

In a junk drawer, I found my old diving watch from my service days. Odd how an inanimate object can make me feel so nostalgic. Damned thing’s broken, useless, has been for years. But I jus’ can’t seem to throw it out. Reminds me of my younger, bolder days. Reminds me of the person I…