If You Want to Know the Future: READ ON!
The big old beginning of forever starts tomorrow. And since I have a proven record of predicting the future (I was one of the first to encourage the President to select Biden as his VP candidate, if...
View ArticleIt Must be My Fault, For She is Without Fault
For those following Downton Abbey, these words were uttered by Mr. Bates, valet to Lord Crawley about his wife Anna who has suddenly turned cold to him. Anna was raped by a visiting valet to another...
View ArticleThe Quest Continues
You’d think that I’d know pretty much all I need to know at my age. I mean seriously folks, shouldn’t I just sit and chortle at all the younglings’ who are still running into things, unable to fathom...
View ArticlePinterest Madness
I am not insane. I repeat, I am not insane. When I first got wind of Pinterest, I thought it odd, stupid, and incoherent. I thought that for a very long time. Then, I got the notion that I might find...
View ArticleIn Honor of the Super Bowl and a Weeping Jesus
Somebody opines: What’s the big deal about one single game? Why it’s an excuse to party! It’s good clean fun. It’s means lots of food, most of it not good for ya (the pizza dough is warming and rising...
View ArticleStupid White Men In and Out of the GOP
As game day approached I maintained an ambivalent attitude. I was neither for nor against either team. I had a bit of a soft spot for the Broncos since I had been a fan of the Elway Superbowl Denver...
View ArticleThe Pretzel God
I found myself once again engaged in that never-to-be-solved conversation with a creationist, commonly referred to as a YEC’er (young-earth creationist). That such conversations are tedious is obvious....
View ArticleCan We Talk on the D/L?
I consider myself about as decent as the next person. No more no less. Some, usually those of the Rightish persuasion suggest that I’m a bleeding-heart, commie sympathizing, swine of a Jesus hater, but...
View ArticleGod’s Owner’s Manual
There are some in this world of ours that think this bible is such a thing, a owner’s manual. Written by the Almighty, it is purported to contain all the instructions for being a “good” believer and...
View ArticleBlack Women Writers Can Jump (or Shadow Mentors)
We watched American Master’s Beauty in Truth last night. The life of Alice Walker, best known for writing The Color Purple. She goes to the top of my list of people I’d love to spend an evening with....
View ArticleA Serious Case of the Ass
And you thought she would go quietly into the still dark night, returning to her lair, climbing into her sarcophagus, bidding adieu to Marcus, after relinquishing her role as beard to his hetero...
View ArticleIt Ain’t Easy Bein’ Me. . . err, Green
Life confuses me. Make that people confuse me. Except myself. I don’t confuse myself. But I do find myself confusing. I’m not confused about what confuses me. Now that we have that straight, we may...
View ArticleEnough Freakin’ Already!!
Okay, so get ready cuz no doubt I’m gonna piss off somebody. I’m surely not the first to be critical of the coverage we are getting from the media on Malaysian flight 370 and what happened to it. As...
View ArticleI’m Crying. . . No Wait, I’m Laughing. . .Living in the Dream
I rather doubt that Mrs. Neanderthal had these problems. I mean seriously. The sun came up, the moon went down. It rained, or snowed, or the Smilodon ate the children. Things were pretty darn...
View ArticleDo You Ever Imagine What It Would Be Like?
This isn’t about sadness or depression or anything like that. It’s about imagining how others live. Have you ever sped down a highway in the evening, just past sundown? Noticed the shapes of houses...
View ArticleGet Ready to be Jealous
Hello. The picture at left means nothing. It just popped up when I put in “my sorta better half”. I find Google weird like that. Or perhaps not Google, but the HUMANITY THAT WOULD MAKE THIS POP UP WITH...
View ArticleThe South Has Fallen Way Off the Edge of Stupid
Gather round children, it’s time to hear a story. It’s a story about a land called Merika. It was once a jolly place living in the delusion of self-congratulatory goodness. Yes, these Merikans believed...
View ArticleOh the Hypocrisy of It All
H Y P O C R I S Y ! A sweet sounding word. Like a crispy hippo maybe? Oh, sorry, words do that to me sometimes. Just love the little buggers. Back to hypocrisy, which as you know is not a good thing to...
View ArticleWeeping For Joy
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. —George Orwell, 1984 (1949) There are times in life when the universe slaps you in the face, not out of spite or meanness, but...
View ArticleIt Doesn’t Make Sense
I live in perpetual confusion. I’m pretty certain that it’s the best place to be. My mind is never at loose ends, with nothing to think about. I have a long list of confusing things I can call upon at...
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