This morning I’m thinking about lots of things. Some of them don’t matter all that much: …it’s Friday the 13th and the moon is full …will the ice keep me from attending day 2 of the Bass Pro Tournament of Champions? …will the omelet I just made taste as good as it looks? …will Wayne…
It’s the end of something. This is the last day of 2016. I’m looking back for a bit, while focusing on the future. I’m thinking about some firsts. 1. The first time I stepped foot in Oregon. We had driven a 2 car VW caravan from Washington, MO. Heading for Corvallis. Hoping she would be…
Last night was the Jimmy V Classic. It’s an annual doubleheader of college basketball played in Madison Square Garden every year since 1995. ESPN organizes the event each year to raise money and awareness for cancer research. But this is NOT about basketball. Last night I watched maybe 10 minutes of basketball. But I did…
I’m not sure when I started doing it. I think it was after Shelly and I moved in together in 2013, but it might have been before then. I read (or more accurately “skim”) the local paper most mornings in the lobby. I will sometimes send Shelly a text of her horoscope, and sometimes I…
A year ago I posted my initial blog entry. I wrote that the elapsed time between starting the introductory piece and posting it was about 11 months. This was on top of a few years of internal dialogue about “putting myself out there.” I was prolific for awhile, posting 10 musings in the month of…
Last night at The Rock House, a friend greeted me with some kind words and that smile of hers. Then this special person, who didn’t know I had been been in the Army until she saw my Facebook status on Veteran’s Day, asked me this: “what did you do in the army?” As I’m wont…
It’s time to come clean. Maybe they’re just excuses, but I like to think I have reasons for not dancing in public. I’ll get to them in a bit…. For most of my adult life I have been a fan of live music. I see as much live music now as I did when I…
Fifteen years ago today, on September 9, 2001, Joseph and I were flying back to Tampa from El Paso, connecting thru O’Hare. (You take what you can get using frequent flyer miles, even back then.) We had flown to El Paso so that we could see the Oregon State-New Mexico State football game. OSU won…
For many years I’ve been telling anyone who would listen: “I wanta die like Leroy Nichols.” And then I have to explain who he was, and how he died. Leroy died the way that almost everyone wants to go…before they become just a memory. Or worse, a drooling doofus. People wanta die quickly, and with…
The folks at Hallmark have missed out on this one. Thank goodness. There are several “Hallmark holidays” e.g., Grandparents Day, Sweetest Day, and Boss’s Day…“holidays” that exist primarily for commercial purposes, rather than in recognition of a traditional or historical event. And then then is the “holiday” that I fell for a long, long time…