Month: January 2017

Who are you? That’s a pretty big question, I’ll tell you.  I’ve been giving it quite some thought all day.  Early this morning, I wrote and installment here on Kid Wednesday.  I identified myself in many different ways.  Really.    I

I was hoping to find some clear answers about whether or not I should continue this thing I do.  This writing gig here, which comes pretty naturally most of the time.  Most of the time.  And the pay…  welllll …

  It appears it is THAT time again.  The Inauguration of a new President.  Of the United States. To inaugurate.  What is THAT exactly?  Well, the word is a verb, which means to admit someone….. quite formally…. to a public

It’s all good. Hunky-Dory. Now there is a phrase you don’t hear so often anymore. I used to like saying Hunky-Dory. Although…. for a lot of years… I thought it was Honky. Like honking your horn. The real origins of

I am forever intrigued by Secret Societies.  I think this started when I was a kid, and had the need to feel included.  I mean, we all want to be wanted, by somebody, I think.  We are young and unsure

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I may be taking a little break from time to time.  Just a night off, here and there. So tonight, simply a little picture and a few words of goodness. If things in your every day seem like they are

We played some great games when we were kids, I’ll tell you.  Steal the Bacon.  Red Rover.  Hide and Seek.  Tag.  Oh how we played. One that we never seemed to linger on much, was Follow the Leader.  For those

  So Close.  And Yet.  So Far. Good Night To All. And Then.  I Give Thanks.

  Mechanics.  That could mean a few things really.  It could be one of the guys, named Phil.  The one in the greasy blue jumpsuit with his name in a little white oval on his left breast pocket.  Wrench in