-
Ummmm
"He is like one who, in the storm of dust and sleet which the driving wind hurries along, retires under the shelter of a wall; and seeing the rest of mankind full of wickedness, he is content, if only he can live his own life and be pure from evil or unrighteousness, and depart in peace and good-will, with bright hopes." Plato.
He is not pure or ( Read more... ) -
Non Fiction Section Please
“That’s not yellow, that’s gold,” she said shaking her head. Right, when I had it on last week you said that you can’t wear a yellow tie with a red shirt. So, what is it? Does my “gold” tie match my red shirt? Why do I have a yellow tie if it doesn’t match anything? What colors do yellow match? I probably don’t have any shirts that color anyway, so ( Read more... ) -
The Night Watch
He rolled back over, relieving the tension on the tube, and glanced at the night stand clock. Waking up was rare now and he was surprised to find that he’d only been in bed for an hour. The pulling of the tube on his nose must have wakened him up. That’s when he noticed the cat. Her cat. It was sitting on top of the c-pap machine looking at him ( Read more... ) -
Check it out
Just a quick review for those who weren't paying attention. -
(Untitled)
I got this from bhooper24@comcast.net
To My Democrat Friends:
Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low-stress, non-addictive, gender-neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious ( Read more... ) -
Putting on my Pretty Face
I went shopping with the wife. Nothing major, “we’re just gonna pick up a few things.” Not like it was Christmas shopping or something. We started in the toiletries. I needed razor blades. I don’t know why my wife thinks I’m the one setting the prices on those things, she always complains to me about how expensive my razor blades are. I’d agree ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
I hope my mother has enough sense (and bruises) to let someone else shovel her snow. I'd do it, but driving an hour through this stuff is about as dangerous as a seventy year old lady shoveling a driveway. I think I'll stay put.
It is the battle of the snow fighters in our neighborhood. This year it looks like most of the neighbors have opted for ( Read more... ) -
Don't Come Here To Get Cheered UP!
The afternoon sun sits lower in the southern sky, the distance between us growing till the night becomes dominant and the day shrinks to cold white. The light of which does not warm and only serves to remind us of the coming uncaring dark of our long winter nights. Dolorous is the word, taught by my sister and reinforced by writers of horror ( Read more... ) -
B.O.B. Part 2 Rating: PG13
I’ve changed a lot since that day. I’ve had 4 cats, lost one dog and gotten another. I’ve earned four college degrees from the time when my heart was broken. I’ve had six different cars since I was taken by surprise. I had lost love, then I had it ripped from my life, and finally I found new love again. All this time the pain and anguish I felt ( Read more... ) -
Blog on Boys Part 1 (B.O.B. P1) Rated G, for all audiences.
When I think of my oldest sons, I recount the blessings that they have given to me. I have thought of them often today, Thanksgiving. I miss them, probably more now that I have ever missed them (which is more than I can bear to tell right now). They are a part of my life that I wish there was more of. Since they have started driving and graduated, ( Read more... )