Panic At The Winco!

“Go sell crazy someplace else, we’re all stocked up here.” —Jack Nicholson, As Good As It Gets Like many Americans, this past week found me standing between empty grocery store shelves as older adults around me shook their heads, stating that they’ve never seen anything like this. March of 2020 will go down in history … Continue reading Panic At The Winco!


My mind is the mind of poets They comprehend my ill Yet—ah—my faltering artistry Falls far behind them still   There burned a familiar pathos There pierced a familiar thorn There thrilled a familiar fancy In those who penned before   Still beckoning from their pages So eloquent the lines Whose tones like silk and … Continue reading Poets

One Way Streets

~Don’t be a hypocrite. If you wish others to be open minded, open your own mind.~ I have a little confession to make—I don’t like one-way streets! In all my years I never have been able to settle upon even one good reason for their existence. Apparently the system was first introduced to London in … Continue reading One Way Streets