Thoughts on writing, living, and believing…
Like many men of a certain age, I have noticed a sharp decline in both the quantity and quality of my hair. When challenged about it, I simply point out that my hair isn’t thinning, my skull is thickening. This explanation is met with a certain, shall we say, skepticism in some quarters.
You can imagine my delight when I received this wonderful news via email today:
Continue reading “Oh the Shame!”
Oy vey.
When it comes to more crazy per square foot, I’ll put Illinois right 
next to California any day!
Seems State Rep. Will Davis, Hazel Crest (do I need to tell you his party affiliation?) wants to add a $0.25 tax on every purchase of…sneakers. He figures the state could raise an extra $3 milldoh for Illinois’ YouthBuild programs which teach kids construction skills. Rep. Davis says,
Continue reading “Meshugener!”
Okay people, it’s time to face facts. When God created sports, He started with football. Not the goofy and tedious game of kick-ball Europeans play, but real, red-blooded, American Football. Yeah, with a capital “F.”
Sorry Canada, that ain’t football you’re playing. As for you Australia, I don’t even know what to call that sport. Looks more like rugby to me. And those refs in lab coats…what’s up with that??
Over the years there have been many attempts to copy our true national pastime. The XFL, BYFL, and Arena League come to mind—don’t get me started about the abomination that is Lingerie Football! But as with all imitations, they fail to satisfy because they just don’t have the raw power, and emotion of the real thing.
Continue reading “Our National Pastime”
It’s cold and snowy here in the upper Midwest, so to cheer us up for the weekend, let’s spin some disks !
The 70’s were years rightly maligned for many things—Vietnam, Watergate, the 
gas crisis, polyester, the Gremlin (Yours was cool though Mike M! Even if it was brown and the heater didn’t work).
But at least there was some good music. As Homer Simpson famously said,
Everyone knows rock attained perfection in 1974. It’s a scientific fact.
Let’s go back there now, shall we?
Continue reading “Oldies Friday”
So I was traveling again yesterday. As I rounded the bottom of Lake Michigan, which for those of you who’ve never done it is excruciatingly un-scenic, I looked for some sort of distraction.
Instead of doing something productive, like learning to speak Balinese or dictating another chapter of my book, I turned on sports radio. For two and a half hours, I heard nothing but the endless repetition of the Manti Te’o story interspersed with reaction to the Bears’ new head coach.
It was somewhere around Chesterton, Indiana that I snapped. Can we all agree to stop using the word “narrative” for a couple hundred years? Huh? Can we?
Continue reading “Banned Words, Part Un”
…sorry, been traveling and writing, so in lieu of a real post, let me foist this joke off on you:
Morris, a devout cowboy, lost his favorite Bible while he was mending fences on uncle Mendel’s dairy farm. Three weeks later a cow walked up to him carrying the Bible in its mouth. The Jewish cowboy couldn’t believe his eyes. He took the precious book out of the cow’s mouth, raised his eyes heavenward and exclaimed, with great joy…”It’s a miracle!”
“Not Really,” said the cow. “Your name, it’s written inside the cover.”
Thank you, thank you. I’m here all week. Try the veal.
