It’s such a blast to make music. I’ve been doing it since I was a little kid. I can remember getting a very small metal set of drums for my birthday when I was 5. At least I think it was my fifth birthday. But that’s not the point. The point is that I bet my parents and grandparents regretted giving me that present. … Read the rest…
Category Archives: Rhyme and Reason
Okie dokie. Get out your comfortable bamboo mat and get in a cross-legged sitting position on the floor in your favorite room. And welcome to Meditation for Beginners. It’s a class for kids from 8 to 80. And after this first lesson, if you’re not ecstatic about how much better you feel, I’ll triple your money back. Are you ready? Great! Meditation for Beginners: … Read the rest…
Hey kiddos! Have you read or heard someone say, “If matter’s all there is, then nothing really matters.” Whether you’ve heard or read it or not, I’m the one who said it. And I said it for a very good reason. Because you’re the only you. But, come to think of it, who cares? Right? If nothing really matters, then neither do you. Because … Read the rest…
If you wanna get somebody to do whatever you tell them to, whenever you want them to, then fear is the key. Because somebody’s who’s afraid of you or what you might do to them is so much easier to control. I learned how fear is the key way back in the 7th grade. Because I was what, these days, you might call a … Read the rest…
So, as I write this, there’s only one more week of March winds. Because there’s only one more week of March 2025. And as much as they’ve been blowing around here in the heart of the heartland, there oughta be plenty of April showers. What do March winds have to do with April showers? You didn’t seriously just ask that question, did you? Because, … Read the rest…
There I stood. In between the guitar player’s loud amp and the drummer’s crash cymbal. That’s where my equipment had been placed on a stage in front of business executives. Things had already fallen behind a bit. So, there was no time to rearrange anything. So, that’s where I was for an hour and a half. And take my advice. If you ever get … Read the rest…
Maybe he’s visited you in the middle of the night. Or the wee hours of the morning before the sun even starts to wake up. I hope not. Because he’s one of the darkest, meanest, sneakiest bad guys you’ll ever meet. He’s SleepyMan. And he loves the wee hours because that’s when his powers are mighty. His stupor powers. Not stupid powers. I said … Read the rest…