Mental Jewelry
Sometimes I think I’d like to not think so much. Being a man of words, sometimes it becomes quite difficult to shut them off. […]
Sometimes I think I’d like to not think so much. Being a man of words, sometimes it becomes quite difficult to shut them off. […]
I made a pretty, purplish-red splotch on the carpet in my office when I melted down today. I was in mid-groove this afternoon as I […]
She was big and ugly. My third-grade teacher used to stand over me with pursed lips and her dark female mustache quivering as her […]
40. 4-0. Forty. FORTY. Cripes, 40. Ahem, sorry, I’m just getting used to saying (or typing) that out loud. Honestly, it’s taking a little […]
Ned, my imaginary friend, saw him first. He was standing there with a chubby handful of Zagnut candy bars and raspberry fruit roll-ups. We—Ned […]
Author’s Note: This column originally was published in June 1995 on my now defunct personal web page. I refurbished it a bit here, cleaning […]
Author’s Note: In a previous life, I was a reporter for three mid-sized newspapers in central Indiana. While working for the Kokomo Tribune, I […]
Recently, I went to Big Lots to look for an ax to use for some landscaping work I’ve been doing. I found one and […]