Retired Navy after 23 years. I retired at the age of 40 years old. I've been out longer than I was in. All of the ships I served on have been made into razor blades. I had fun and I lived my life the best I could. Most of my shipmates are gone and I try to stay in touch with the remainder. It continues. Substance abuse counselor, builder of wooden boats, furniture maker, prison non-violence workshop facilitator, life observer, activist, reader, writer, geriatric subject of interest, generous tipper. I stay involved.
As I am left-handed, I recall reading this a long time ago. It comes from “Les Misérables”. When the peasants went to the barriers with muskets and other tools of rebelion they took positions convenient to the weapons they had. Hugo used this passage to describe what factor ruled where they placed themselves. “The left-handed … More Port Siders, Unite! Move on Over for Righties.
Part of a series that I began some time ago. I pay my respects to departed friends here. I also spend a few words on people I did not like at all while they were alive. I take advantage of them here as well. This one is for Georg Ellis, a good pal and another … More Goodbye Notes
This is a repeat from a few months back. I have been writing the occassional “Good-Bye Note”. I have a string of them that fill a dozen or so pages. Some day I hope to have them published. Here is one I was editing today that made me choke up a little. Maybe you can … More A Nice Dog I Had for a Week.
Today I was thinking about dogs. Sometimes I miss having a dog around. The last dog I had living here in my house was Ranger. Ranger got old and was messing himself and sometimes he would be lost in his mind; he appeared to be confused about where he was and why he was. I … More Empathy and Displaying Empathy. Being Empathetic.
SLOW TALKING HAND-SANITIZER Since we’ve entered into this phase of our existence regarding pandemics and all I must tell you that hand-washing has become something of an art-form. My friend Louise in North Carolina is a clean-freak of the nicest kind. She sings “Happy Birthday” while washing with soap and water to verify that she … More Get to the Point, Jorge.
NARCISSISM AND GREED UNCHECKED In One Person It is a difficult time for a few reasons not the least of which is the cavalier attitude of our population from the beginning. The “hoax” idea that has been generated by Trump for anything that he disagrees with has come back to bite us all in the ass. … More The Orange Menace; Friend to Covid 19
With my travel itinerary this past month google and facebook are having a struggle finding relevant shit to offer me. I’m getting bull-riding offers in New Jersey ffs. I’m getting used to this fucked up world. It’s almost amusing. A picture of me and Marvin a good old boy from OK. We were almost finished … More No Adrenaline Rush for Me! J/K!
TO SEE AN OLD FRIEND Nothing new under the sun. Just about a hundred months, day, weeks, years since. An old friend. We were close and liked being around. What happened, who cares? It happened and now this is what is next. Similar likes and similar dislikes. We left and never returned. Too far it … More Tomorrow
My good friend Sharon’s birthday is today. Ours is one of those friendships that begins at full volume and continues throughout life. We have a great deal of tolerance for each other. Not that we have ever really discussed it. I think we just trust the other is good enough in all phases and directions … More Just a Quick Note About Today-February 18th
Lately, I’ve been seeing poetry in a lot of commentary, scriblings, and general correspondence. Here is an example, maybe two. This one I found on a comment by Kristin on her Facebook page: “Half of Washington and Canada are in Palm Springs. I smile as they tell me how many consecutive days of rain they’ve … More Poetry Shows Up Everywhere.
Playing Fair and Being Kind 