I read about "influencers" on the news with hundreds of thousands followers, and I marvel at some of the idiocy they propose, and people seem to oooh and ahhh about all that rubbish. That's not me. Those folks could seemingly write a post about how pesto is implicated in making those addicted to it glabrous, …
That Song…The Doctor!
At the end of June I contracted some weird viral thing that first gave me laryngitis and then a follow-on series of idiotic symptoms. The symptoms formed a retinue; there were so many and varied: little and large irritations. I wasn't deathly ill, thank god, but I wasn't well for about three months. At last …
The Season Turns
The seasons are changing! About now, the garden is slowing down, the near-endless raking of fall leaves has yet to start, the winter wood is stacked, and after I do the dinner dishes, I can relax. I know it sounds like I'm basking in self-pity. Oh! Poor Lou, he is so busy. He goes to …
The Little Things
When you travel around a lot, stay in temporary lodging, and expect to be moving again soon, home is about the little things you carry with you. It's about the small tokens you place on a desk, or about your guitar leaning on a wall within reach. Everything else is temporary and superfluous. While living …
Once Upon A…
The world of "druthers," specifically things we wish we had done earlier, tends to be full of either pleasures we missed out on or sins we wish we had omitted sooner. In my case, I'll freely admit that among my druthers is quitting smoking and drinking earlier. But then I'll admit to the fact that, …
We Are Not Amused!
Yes! We are not amused. We demand an apology from those fantasy-loving fools at WordPress Prompt Central. Now! WE know you fools have monthly get-togethers in your meeting room - the one back behind the old bathrooms that no one uses ( leaky, we understand). You get together, eat greasy takeout, and challenge each other …
Ride On
In the'60s, the backside of Boston's Beacon Hill was a sort of working-class neighborhood of hospital workers, refugees from the urban renewal projects in Boston's West End, and folkies like my friends and I. If you wandered up Grove Street you might find us stocking up on a Friday with cases of Narragansett Giant Imperial …
Suspension Of Disbelief
The complex sort of antihero popular in fiction was not what I encountered in the "more interesting bits and pieces" of New York City, Philly, Boston, Baltimore, and other locales. During my long and lean years, good neighborhoods were beyond my means, and I lived close to the sharp edges. If there were soft edges …
The Best Advice…
You may have heard the old saying that the best advice is no advice. Well, I frequently adhere to that adage. I'll offer practical advice in the case of a practical matter; say you're using a tool all wrong and it's dangerous. I'll also offer advice if asked. Sometimes I could conceal advice as a …
The Morning Coffee
Something that every town needs is a place to get a morning coffee. Somewhere the local folks drop in to grab the local news along with a fresh cup and a light breakfast before heading off to work. I've lived and worked in places like that, and the little diner, coffee shop, or the mom-and-pop …

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