Category: BigDangDeal

I wrote an entire piece tonight about the hatred.  The hatred and single-minded stupidity which is occurring in our country right now. And how I am sickened by it. But, I’m not posting it.  I’m just turned inside-out at this

  Today was full.  From start to finish.  We had people here most all day long.  My brother and sister-in-law were the first.  Grandkids.  Kids.  Friends. Wouldn’t you know.  We had to take the all of them…. every single one….

Well.  This isn’t Oz.  And I’m not Dorothy.  That’s for dang sure. In fact, this isn’t Kansas either.  In those places, you hear things like “Lions, and Tigers, and Bears. Oh my.”  And you see Ruby Slippers and Wicked Witches

From the very early star, it was a “get it done” kind of day.  And that was all fine and good.  There are times when you simply need to get it done.  Period. But tonight was more for play.  Okay…

It is best, at times, for us to be still.  To be silent and listen.  There is so much to hear and perceive and understand.   We will never be able to conceive the workings of the universe.   But every once

I have believed in a lot of things over the years. At different times in different places in different ways.   Everything from God to Government to Mother Goose. But since I was very young, I always had a belief in

One of my favorite poems when I was knee high to a rug rat, more or less. Was: Hey diddle diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed, To see such fun,

Phew.   After the past couple of days, this is the way I see it. We need two things. One. The bouncing red ball. Two. Paper towels. That’s it.  That’s my big answer. I guess I can expand on that, just

What do you write about on a day like today? I woke up this morning in a great mood.  That rarely happens.  And it was short-lived.  After completing the “chores” of the morning routine, I checked my mail and news

Some days you find the perfect rock. Some days you don’t. Either way.  You know… you rock.  Just give it a moment or two to come around. Viewed from the summit of reason, all life looks like a malignant disease