Like the lyrics of Alanis Morissette’s song, what follows is not ironic. But maybe it’s situational irony. Whatever it is, it is a two part story. Part One. We went to Shelly’s youngest for Thanksgiving dinner. It’s about 50 miles from our apartment to Eric&Ashton’s place in Ava. We left at about 4. The crowd:…
On the first Friday of April in 1974, I had been living in my folks back room in Farmington, MO for a few months, but I was heading back to college in Cape Girardeau the next week. About to receive an undergrad education degree, I had just finished my 8 weeks of student teaching at…
On October 8, 2012 I laid eyes on Shelly Drymon for the first time. Yesterday was our Five Year Meet-aversary. Life is Good. It was not love at first sight 1,827 days ago. Maybe there is such a thing, but I have never experienced it. [I have however experienced “lust at first sight”….and I still…
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…
I’ve always loved a roadtrip. I’ve been on more than my share. There will be more. I aim to move even farther to the lower right on the bell curve that tallies up road trips. Our 2017 road trip is only a couple of days away. I’m expecting to put over 3K on a rental…
It was a spring day in 1976. A Monday. The first class after lunch. Pre-Algebra. A packed classroom, most of whom didn’t think they had any reason to ever learn or understand math. (I still feel sorry for them. I’d bet that some of them said “do you wanta supersize that” for a looooong time….)…
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…
Yesterday was a True Trifecta: (1) a life event; (2) a first time tune; and, (3) a song “on repeat.” Back when I was working guy, I remember that there were these things called “life events” from an HR perspective. And probably all of us have seen a “life stress test” or two. Their separate…