17 Feb It never rains in southern california
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Dontcha just hate it when your brain slaps you across the heart and screams in perfect-Cher voice to snap out of it? Yeah, that happened to me yesterday. I won’t go into what the last six weeks have been like for me. I went on an emotional,...
The same day, 24 years apart, two men lost their lives. On December 8th, 1980, I heard the news on the little AM radio on the headboard of my bed. I was nine, and John Lennon was dead. I knew the Beatles and I knew their music. I...
It's been seven months. Seven months since this fucking virus locked the doors of the nursing home. Seven months since I've seen my father for more than the occasional FaceTime call (something I'm forever grateful to his nurse for setting up for us.) At long last,...
Today, Ray Bradbury would have been 100 years old. If you haven't read his work ...
Hey, it's my blog, and I can mope if I want. I encountered the phrase "Creative Misfit" this week. It's really made me think. I've been struggling with "what's my place on this virus-wracked blue marble" and I have to admit that even the title Misfit...
A day which will live in music infamy. I wasn't watching when MTV took to the airwaves; being from a reeeeeeeely small town in Texas, we didn't have access to MTV until it hit our cable provider. I was lucky -- my forever friend lived far...
I'm a little cranked right now. It's going to be hard for me to keep names out of this entry. If you know me, you know who has pissed off my inner beast. If you don't know and are part of the Writing Community, message me...
My English teacher during my senior year in high school died on Tuesday. She was 92. My heart goes out to her family and all who loved her. I would go into the whole story behind why this entry isn't all that heartfelt, but I won't...