fiction The Not Bright Knight... Everyone said he wasn’t very smart. Well not everyone, his mother always said that it wasn’t that he wasn’t smart, it was that he saw the world differently. But honestly, that was probably just a mother’s way of saying he wasn’t very smart. But he
rambling Give Me a Break... It's been a whirlwind of shit the past three weeks. It's by design. They planned it that way. To overwhelm the systems. To flood the zone with shit. To keep throwing so much stuff at everyone that there is no way to keep up. To ignore
rambling Bully for You... It's a sad truth that often a child's first bully is their parent. Sometimes the parent thinks they are doing the right thing. Toughening up the kid so they won't have as many vulnerabilities in the real world. Or trying to fix the kid
rambling Spare Me... Just realized that would be a great title for a short story, might be a Spare Me (Fiction) sometime... ANYWAY... I'm reading a few newsletters right now. A variety pack of liberal voices to make me feel better about the world. Action items, news recaps, think pieces, fluffy
rambling Timing... If I had heard Personal Jesus before People are People I think I would have been a Depeche Mode fan in high school. As it was I wrote them off as Depressed Mode and barely tolerated them. As a weird aside, Just Can't Get Enough is one of
rambling Infection... In October of 2001 I was dying. I mean, okay, technically we are all always dying. But my death was a lot closer than I realized. I was actively dying. I've written about it before. I was going in to the grocery store and put my hand directly
rambling January Recap Normally I would write this on the last day of the month but I think I'm going to be too busy to write tomorrow so today it is. If it ends up I have time tomorrow then maybe I'll write some fiction, or work on the
fiction Time After Time... She crept closer to the crazy man on the corner. He was in the middle of a fiery speech. Not a lot of people were listening. Just a small handful. But they were listening closely. She could see reflected in their eyes what was to come. The power he would
rambling Present Tense... Sunday morning we were going to get up and go out to breakfast then go to the grocery store. I've talked before about how much I hate going to the grocery store. And, yes, I know hate is such a strong word. I hate it. And I hate
rambling Check Lists... When Brent was on sabbatical he wanted to help take care of the house so I wasn't stuck doing all of my normal stuff while he enjoyed nothing but free time. I know, I might just keep him. Anyway...he wanted to help but he didn't
fiction Scary Stories... “What I really want to do is write horror like Stephen King, or Dean Koontz, or Grady Hendrix. But I can never seem to capture that feeling of impending doom.” “I think it’s because you are too lighthearted. I think to write really good horror you have to be
rambling I Forgive You... Or not. I mentioned that part of my year long hold on to joy with both hands was using the daily positive thoughts book as a sort of devotional. I read their thought or quote, I think about it and then I write just a couple lines down about it.
fiction The Year of the Snake The problem with studying the ancient prophecies was the language. Nobody spoke those languages anymore. They had all fallen to time. They translated by tracking backwards from modern language to what they replaced to what they replaced to what they replaced to eventually the ancient language the prophecies were written
fiction On The List... "Oh yeah, I have to see that movie. She's on my list." "On your list?" "My free pass list." "Not following." "Your free pass list. The famous people that you have a free pass for, that you could totally
rambling Time Out... I've been warning everyone since the election that the first week was going to be horrific. That was all part of Project 2025, hit the ground running and wrecking. Get as many EOs signed as possible and as Steve Bannon puts it "flood the zone with shit&
rambling Check In... Did you do anything fun this week? That's a question I ask Katie every week when we talk on the phone. I do it for a few reasons. First off I don't want our entire conversation to be about work, health, and the weather. Another reason
rambling And So It Ends... Oh wait, that was supposed to be begins. And so it begins. Doesn't really feel that way right now. Last night the news leaked that one of his first Executive Orders was going to be stripping rights from trans people. Taking away the protections they have and forcing
rambling The Void... Not being on Facebook and sending out these posts via mail is sort of like shouting into the void. I told Brent on Friday that it was weird. I mean I can see that people are receiving the posts, which is better than when I was on Facebook and I
rambling Good Enough... Yesterday was a one star day. I set up three things to get stars when I decided to go back to actual stars. I've had, in the past, as many as 6 things I was tracking, but this time I went broad strokes. So three are up for
rambling Happy... Let's play a game. Imagine you had enough money to never worry about money again. Your bills are covered, your daily expenses are covered, there is enough to travel and go to shows and buy things that you want versus just things that you need. There is even
rambling Concerned... A few weeks ago we had a guy at our door trying to sell us a No Soliciting sign. Yeah, we laughed too. Anyway he did the whole con thing where they say they are a neighbor, or they were talking to your neighbor and Jerry next door said...which
rambling Ugh... In a week the office of President of the United States will be held by a convicted felon and someone who a jury of their peers said you have to stop saying that E Jean Carroll is a liar when she says you assaulted her, because you did. The reason
fiction Perspective “Oh, I love this song! Have you heard it? Great lyrics.” “Maybe. It’s all about perspective isn’t it?” “What?” “If lyrics are great. It’s all perspective.” “Not following.” “Okay, so…there's this old song that my dad used to sing and love by George Jones.
rambling The Goodbye... I posted this on Facebook as my last status, so most of you probably saw it there, but I want a record of the last day. The last positive interaction I'll have with the site so I'm going to post it here as well. Because for
rambling One Last Rethink... Well...that was that. As you all know I went back and forth and back and forth about totally deleting Facebook and Instagram when Meta changed their terms and services on January 1st. I eventually came down on the side of keeping the accounts to hold on to my memories
