Category Archives: Parenting

How Could I Forget

In another life it was a massage table. It was over seven feet long, made to fold in half so it could fit into a cloth case and be carried by the suitcase handle attached to one end of the … Continue reading

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Building Character

Joey has been playing for a traveling basketball team all summer. He’s been making progress. Coach has been farming him out to “nationally ranked teams” and, once, he brought back a trophy that came up to his chin. Joey is … Continue reading

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Good Thing I Don’t Believe In Freud

It’s raining hard this morning. Supposed to be this way all day. Just as well. Texted my friend last night. Wrote, “My brother’s such a chickenshit.” Then I sent it…to my brother. It was an accident. I walked from the … Continue reading

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Watch “No lover” on YouTube

https://youtu.be/mt3V03_JxR8 My buddy jgturtle and I goofin off on Valentine’s. 

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Mixed Blessing 

Looks like the slow season for live music is gonna be a short one this year.  I’m already getting calls from clubs and restaurants wanting to book me February, March and April.  Solo and band. My band plays house rockin’, … Continue reading

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Go With The Flow

Joey and I are at McDonald’s. School’s out for the day and his basketball practice doesn’t start for another hour so I made use of a buy one get one free coupon and brought two fish sandwiches to our table.  … Continue reading

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I’m Already Working On The Soundtrack¬†

Joey said, “Mr. S is going to text you about city league practice. He said he’d make me do twenty push ups if I didn’t show up.” I asked, “How can he make you do anything if you don’t show … Continue reading

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