It’s dark now. That old wet snow is sliding off the tree limbs and the roof and making spooky noises like Santa on the roof with those smelly reindeers. It’s making me a little uncomfortable. Maybe it’s huge rats. You never know when it’s dark like this and alone.
Unexpected Good News One of the indicators that one might be infected with Covid-19 is the loss of the sense of smell. For the past two to three weeks I have been bugged by a bad taste in my mouth and the persistent acrid smell of something I can only vaguely recognize. I’ve been distracted … More Something Smells
One of the hardest workers on the submarine was Danny. He lived a life of quiet desperation. Many of us do. I served with him for a few years in the mid-sixties. He was a gentle, sensitive guy. Stubborn in his profession. He would not give up on a job. Danny spent hours wrestling with … More Danny Corcoran Was a Good Shipmate
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!
Playing Fair and Being Kind 