ha sa bra!
No, I don’t know what it means. but John Dalmas (John Robert Jones, 1926-2017) did. He knew so many things, tucked inside …
Dear Mexican Restaurant…
It’s not me. It’s you. Trust me on this one. You’re two blocks away from my house, and over the last few …
Wants and Needs
It’s been a rough couple of weeks here at the House of Bhagwan, but I’m keeping on as best I can. Added …
The Dying of the Light
Early this morning I woke up, not knowing why. There was no story in my head desperate to get out. I was …
Make it count
As I tap these words into my telephone, a friend of mine is in very serious condition, and there is a very …
Homefront: Week 9
Done. Complete. Finished. Ended. Over. Closed. Saved. Written. In case you were wondering, principal writing on Homefront came to an end last …
Across the Lines
Outside my window, birds are singing the world to life. The planet slowly turns, and half a world away flowers are opening …
No more words
Last summer, I spent a few days searching the internet for both my biological and adoptive fathers. There were things I wanted …
Send in the Clowns
Seriously, there ought to be clowns. I’m speaking here of America’s Pastime, baseball. Specifically, its highest professional variant, the so-called “Major Leagues” …
Sorry, Boss
Roughly an hour ago, I learned that the actor Michael Clarke Duncan had passed. I find myself greatly affected by this, which …