In Defense of the Doodle

In Defense of the Doodle

Is doodling a dying art? With the proliferation of iPads, smart phones and other personal electronic devices, we spend less and less time with a pen or pencil (or in my case, a crayon) in hand. Sit in on any business meeting and at least one person will be frantically...
Maybe in Zero-G

Maybe in Zero-G

Tucked away in my draft folder is a clever and  extremely humorous post about shopping for incontinence products and the dazzling array of choices available. Actually, if it was all that clever and humorous it would already be published. Let’s just say it has...
Why Not Ready for Prime Time

Why Not Ready for Prime Time

There must be something in all of the stuff I do that would work as a TV show. After all, we have guys who catch crabs, guys who cut down trees, guys who buy junk, guys who work in a pawn shop, a guy on a horse who chases people, and now a guy who uses big power tools...
Happy Feet

Happy Feet

I love socks – crazy colors, mad stripes, mismatched patterns.  Wild socks make my feet happy.  In my bell bottomed youth it was a point of pride for me to be wearing the wildest socks I could find. In those bygone days light weight knee highs in psychedelic...
My Skin Doesn’t Fit Anymore

My Skin Doesn’t Fit Anymore

My skin doesn’t fit anymore.  It still does its job, which is to keep my innards in and the outside world out, but there’s a lot more slack in the sack than there used to be.  Other than surgery, there’s not a damn thing I can do about it. Things sag. Particularly my...