Example. A couple of days ago my Seiko wristwatch went dead. I asked a local doctor friend – a fellow connoisseur of right living – where I might go to get a new battery; skills and quality, not butchery. He directed me to a place around the corner on my own block, hidden in plain… Continue reading It’s the Little Things
What are those things in this world we really need to survive? It is surprisingly simple. And the list reads like poetry.
I hate all institutions. I am not going to spend any time here outlining the breadth or depth of my grievances because they probably won’t sound very much different from your own. I will however mention a particular recent incident that sort of highlights and encompasses the basis for all my hatred. Three days ago… Continue reading Institutions
Facts are a consensual reality. There is no discernment in facts. Facts are something you gather, something you collect. Facts are something you report on. Facts in and of themselves aren’t terribly important. Facts are no more than those things – measurements, statistics and what not – we all agree to agree upon. It goes… Continue reading Realities
The bile rises. And there are not enough expletives to properly register my contempt for the office nor copy my absolute vitriol for persons who draw their wage from such a vile contemptible parasitic profession. What? Yes, it is not a profession so much as it is a virus. Slack. Hiding behind meaningless rules. Pin… Continue reading Bureaucrats
My favorite grandfather was a swaggering old son-of-a-bitch right up until the day he died at the age of 86. I loved and admired him more than any other man I have ever known. He had a right to swagger. He grew up tough on the South Dakota frontier and was one of the last… Continue reading Belt Buckle
Yeah, yeah, yeah – I am procrastinating in certain aspects of my life. I really need to get back on and finish my third novel but I’m stuck and so instead, to satisfy my writing fix, I turn to this blog. A thought occurred to me a few moments ago that I wanted to write… Continue reading Awareness/Miscommunication