Sometimes, we need to go back to our beginnings. Square One. Hey, why is it Square One? Why not Circle One, or Triange, or Polygon? No matter. There are times when we need to revisit the source. Our roots. When
Happy Walking Backwards
I love a good quote as much as anyone. In fact, after I blather on here for a while, I try to slap a quote or two, on the butt of this thing. I do this….. so that readers aren’t
Two Oh One Six.
Happy New Year to You. Well, 2015. Over and done. For good, it is gone. Somehow that makes me sad. But just when you are a little glum about the old “New Year” being over forever and ever…. another NEWER
Alley Garages
Over in Dayton, in my old stomping grounds… there were alleys between all the streets. That’s just how it is in city blocks, a lot of times. The alleys were always the “unspoken sordid pathways” of the neighborhood. Most kids
Water. Like water.
Tonight, I was thinking about a lot of different things. The thought pattern just goes from one leap to the next. I was considering how much I love it… when you take an Oxygen atom, and plunk it together
Connecting the dots.
You know. A banana is really pretty harmless when it is just laying around in the fruit basket. But, by gawd, somebody comes along and takes the peel off that thing…. well…… look out for trouble…. is all I have
Things that rock.
The earth used to be a LOT different from what it is today. Step back a few years. Let’s say we’ll go back about 400 million years or so… to the Devonian Period. At that time in history, Michigan was
Play it again…. Sam.
Another Holiday Gathering, and another day of abundance. Togetherness. And. Great food, stories, laughs, and family memories. As an extra bonus, we played some games. Now that was a big hoot, even though I didn’t win very much at all.
Tis that season. And we do.
Technically, Christmas 2015 is over. Technically. It sure can be a lot of hubbub. The shopping, the gifts to wrap, the feast to prepare. Cleaning the house, before, during, and after the wingding. In a recent survey, Americans chose Christmas
Once a year. With a bow.
Well. Dang it. Here it is, Christmas. And I forgot about doing the rest of the 12 Days of Christmas. I think I did a mash-up of the first three. But, then…. as they say on the proverbial baseball diamond…