Let’s get this outta the way right up front: we are ALL gonna die. This is one of several docs that will be in the “Black Audit Bag” after I have said my final “Fuck Me!!” The “BAB” will include not only legal and financial documents. There will be directives, keepsakes, and copies of some…
epiphany [ih-pif-uh-nee] a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience I could call the conversation in my head in early March a couple of years ago an epiphany. (More on that internal dialogue in a minute….) ….
Sometime in the late 90’s I started looking at the online edition of the St. Francois County Daily Journal several times a week. Mostly I just look at the obituaries. The D.J. is the only daily in the county where I was born, where my 92-year old dad lives today and where he has lived…
It’s short. It’s simple. It’s true. Love trumps hate. Period. The 33rd Imagine Concert was the last “large venue” concert of the year for me, unless something unforeseen happens. I saw LOTS of large venue shows in 2018. 12/8/18 was a great evening in too many ways to list….but I’ll try: Friends Bar food Music…
I used to write letters. Letters that traveled here-and-there in envelopes with a USPS stamp. I still write letters. But not all that many, and not all that often. I don’t have to buy all that many “forever stamps” these days. My Dad’s side of the family has always written lots of letters. I don’t…
I’ve always been good with numbers…at least that’s what they tell me. I was a CPA once upon a time. I was/am a number cruncher, but I was NEVER a bean counter. “But this can’t be the right number….” -=-=-= I had just turned 17 when The Who released their first album. I cranked it…
…i have them all the time: crazy thoughts. I’m not alone. But then again, we all are… I’ve been thinking about this eclipse hysteria. I’ve had a pair of “shower thoughts” about this craziness. Today I’m seeing pictures of people flocking to “viewing spots” in mass. I have no idea what and where the largest…
A month or so ago I wrote that I had told Dad my dream of the way he’d pass away. He and I don’t talk about certain things. It’s an unwritten agreement. One of the things we don’t talk about is what happens when people die. We almost did one time, not that long ago…
I’m sure glad the weather broke a bit, so that I could pound the pavement some. I needed to take a fast walk to get the morning behind me. -=-=-= It has been awhile since I had to make that first call. Even though it was over 5-and-a-half years ago, I remember it like it…
On Saturday, March 18, 2017 I spent a few hours at the viewing for my late Uncle Joe, dead too soon at only 77. He survived the “widow maker heart attack” (which has a 90% kill rate) for about 30 years. It took three decades for a complete closure of the left anterior descending coronary…