I spent a lot of my formative years in Texas. So, I still use (and always will use) some of those friendly southern, colloquial expressions in my everyday language. And many of those southern memories are some of my fondest … Read the rest
Category Archives: life is beautiful
In college I had a roommate, Rick. And he was a nice guy. We got along fine. But I think he could sleep through a tornado. And an example of what I mean is also one of the biggest reasons … Read the rest
Ponies are like puppies. Too darn cute. And there are so many breeds, colors, shapes, and sizes. Elgielene found some websites on Friesian horses. If you haven’t seen them, do yourself a favor and check ’em out. They’re sort of … Read the rest
Did you ever watch The Waltons? Either when it was a new show or in reruns? Either way, do you remember how the kids would run out the front door and the screen door would smack shut? That’s because those … Read the rest
I watched a well-made movie, starring Robert Duvall, the other night. And he’s a very good actor who can keep you engaged. I wish he’d learn how stupid he sounds as he takes God’s name in vain in just about … Read the rest
Empty the ocean with a spoon? Yeah, that was a thought that rushed into my head one day back in the 1970’s. Because I was thinking about all the people in the world who give up too easily. And, at … Read the rest
Back when I was about 12 or 13, in the mezzaluna phase of the twentieth century, my Mom forced me to endure unfathomable torture. She drove me to a quiet hillside, out on the backroads of Eastern Kansas. And she … Read the rest
Here’s a little something from nineteen ninety nine in nineteen eighty two. “Cuz they say two thousand zero zero party over, Oops out of time – So tonight I’m gonna party like it’s 1999.” Just in case you forgot, or something, I’m … Read the rest
Back in the day (as they say) there was a short expression to describe somebody who could run fast. It went like this, “Man, he can really move it.” Do they still say that? I don’t know. But I probably … Read the rest
I’ve mentioned before how I spent summers in Kansas after my parents split up. And I’ve shared how I worked hard, long hours bucking bales of hay. But my recent trip there, for my Mom’s memorial, reminded me how Kansas … Read the rest