Breaking the Rules
Rules surround us. Society’s rules. Family rules. Business rules. Rules of religion, usually called Commandments. Rules for wearing...
Time Is Flying
Two hundred and forty days of this year have already flown by leaving only one hundred and twenty-five left. Before I look up, those...
My Harmony Rock
It was a gift, this little green stone with the word Harmony etched across its face. I had actually been given two of them, the other...
I Saw Your Mommy's Panties
I’ve said it before and I’m sure I’ll say it again - some parents should never be allowed to become parents. They are simply too...
The Stocked Bunker
Bunkers are fortifications built below ground to protect people in case of an attack or a tornado. The military used them to house...
Negativity Kills
In the past, I have led several small groups as well as collaborated on projects and causes from reaching out to the homeless to bringing...
The Hat's Back, Jack
In 1985, I began working for Dominos Pizza. I stayed with them for close to thirteen years before jumping ship and going to work for...
The Ending of Summer Vacation
It’s almost here. Five more days, actually. I’m not sure when it begins in your neck of the world. We have nephews and nieces who have...
The Red Ink
I know you’ve been paying attention to my tweets and the Mess’s Facebook updates, so you know that I’m in the middle of editing Losing...
A Cigar Means I Have Time
My youngest son, Zachariah, used to smoke cigarettes. I’m glad to say that he has quit and has been smoke-free for almost four weeks. ...
