In the journalism class I never took, the directions for putting together a well-written story will undoubtedly include an outline and some form of planning. In a blog or story for the internet, you better skip that shit and get to the point. Right now, I am pushing the limit of most readers. My own son, who is a voracious reader of only what interests him, would not read to the end of one of my blog posts if I paid him. “I looked over it dad” is about as good as your going to get. Apparently, my antiquated belief Continue reading Reading, Writing and Time
Occasionally I take an internal inventory. Kind of a humanity check. I think about where I stand, and am I being fair about how I feel on a myriad of subjects? After this self-analysis, often the more important question is what has changed and why? Can your values actually change or are you predisposed to react based on maturity, emotion and or experience? Are you in control of these positional deviations, or even conscious of the movement? If you think these remain static based on age, guess again. Even cynical old people can change paths. With so many variables Continue reading In the Middle….
According to a report from NBCDFW.com, a 34-year-old Texas woman was cited for disorderly conduct for using profanity in front of children at a water park during an argument with another mother. Completely inappropriate, using profanity in front of children, and a mother no less. Profanity or cussing, or cursing or dropping a blank bomb is never authorized in public, at church, or in the presence of kids. Right, isn’t that the rule? Umm hello have you heard women and children talk today. This ain’t “Leave it to Beaver”. “Gee Wally” has not been used since the sixties.
Apparently it’s never healthy to lose control, but in my mind a measured “pissed off” does wonders. I’m routinely told that the wrong response is to allow your emotions to take over. What are we if not creatures with emotions? We often credit people for their ability to be caring and thoughtful towards others right? Why then are we chastised for letting an equally real emotion, anger, arise when justified? The definition of “justified” as well as the reasonable theory of right and wrong is for another time.
That is it, I am officially old. There are many indicators of this, but one tell tale sign is when I realized that I hate the Fourth of July. Not independence day, not freedom, not barbecue’s and friends. I know its another year of cheesy little Firework Stands with giant blow up gorillas and the idiots in my town who will soon be turning our streets into Mogadishu. I know I will take heat for this, what self-respecting; meat eating male doesn’t like to blow shit up? That is not to say that I don’t like seeing fireworks…at the ballgame, on the Continue reading The Fourth of July…
The College World Series is a huge event for the city of Omaha. It is pretty much the only game in town. Especially since the “Husker football team plays in another town (Lincoln) and it’s not football season anyway, jeez Steve stay on topic. Its times like these that I think back to how much I love baseball. The game of baseball is pure. It is a team game and an individual one. You protect your team in the field and you fight one on one at the plate. So when I hear people say it is boring, I think Continue reading For the Love of the Game
Why are we forced by tradition and ceremony to purchase these useless pieces of contrived cardboard only to hold a gift card? I’m pretty sure gift cards come in their own sleeve now so the “Hallmark” card and gold seal is truly not necessary. Conventional forms of communication change so fast that there is hardly time to keep up, but the freaking greeting card industry is doing just fine you’ll be glad to know. Last year alone Hallmark made 4.3 billion of their half of the industry. OMG, that’s a lot of money spent on a completely unnecessary product. Continue reading Greeting Cards….why?
When did conversation become competition?I once argued for two days about oil viscosity and the need to change it at 3000 miles vice now the ridiculous notion of twice a year. This “discussion” was initiated with a simple question and escalated into multiple emails with Internet (authoritative proof) attachments on both sides of the argument.
I have always wanted to be a writer, since I found out that I was not going to be a ball player. I was going to be a singer and with practice and less time spent in the Navy at sea, I might have been one. The “at sea thing” probably requires a little explanation. I’ll just say that belting out the soundtrack from Wicked or Phantom of the Opera was frowned upon underway in the shower. Conversely, almost anything else was ok in the shower sans the show tunes. Times are changing but that is a different post.
Today I got a letter from two of my most favorite ladies….. There have been a few favorite women in my life, My wonderful wife, the greatest grandma’s ever created, my awesome mother in law, my beautiful daughters, some really close friends. Still you might say these two stand out because well, they were first. The two faces I saw staring down at my cousin and I in our basinet. My special delivery arrived from the wild, wild, west and it cracked me up on several levels. Erma Bombeck the queen of reality based funny said, “There is a thin Continue reading What can make you happy?