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Please note: some things mentioned may be sad. "Things were going along just fine." I would guess almost anyone might say the same, or at least something very similar. We all tend to navigate, make decisions, and cast judgments using our own terms of common sense. At least, we try to do so most of... Continue Reading →
Photo by Simon Berger on Pexels.com a bit of a rant. maybe... <~~ALSO POSTED SEPERATELY AS A FIVE PART SERIES~~> I'm never really sure how these things get started. Often, I don't even know where they began. I only know that frequently, material, time, and effort suddenly disappear from the things I've written. More things... Continue Reading →
From Piedmont Press: September 2, 2025 Dearest Reyn, We are excited to report that your second book, REYN: I'M FELINE GREAT, continues as a best seller, remaining on Barnes & Noble's top fifty for the past 43 weeks. Since it premiered less than a year ago at #93, its sales have been phenomenal. It now... Continue Reading →
I was going to pitch readers with a long tale of how difficult the search for this the song. Of how many six-digit secret codes I faultered and failed to remember before I could fix passwords and open this or that app.
We won't apologize! This post has been removed by the United States Department of Health and Human Services. We are not compelled to reason. Our department, in accordance with this administration's policies, does not endorse reason. Damn you! Bastards, go away and die! Robert F. Kaneddy Junior As commanded by executive order from the Resulute... Continue Reading →
Yes, a hobo. I've always aspired to be a hobo. Even now, after twenty years of serving the Humanities Department as Professor Emeritus of Psychological and Psycic Abominations at Pacific Tech, Malibu, I have never lost my desire to ride the rails and pitch for coin. Sadly, when retirement dawned, that opportunity nearly dissolved on... Continue Reading →
Was today typical? Which day? Or which moment of any day can be considered typical? If you live your life consumed by the present, then your presence is consumed in the now. Consider that 'within the now' no time exists! No time to spend, no time to waste, no time at all! Without the burden... Continue Reading →
(obligatory photo security photo (1/251) My apologies! The cleaning party scheduled at our house tomorrow has been postponed indefinitely. My father-in-law has taken a slight turn for the worse. Not terribly worse, but worse enough for my wife to delay her return home for a bit longer. Also, while in Jaipur, she's had an opportunity... Continue Reading →
from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories Dear readers: this is the second installment of the first chapter of "The Salvations of Abda." I must have neglected to save a more embellished version of it, therefore, it is what it is. The text itself is still accurate. I will be taking a break from... Continue Reading →
from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories. My wife, Nalini, meant it as a joke- "Why not register Adba as an ESA animal, now, before we go to India?" Abba, which means 'calamity' in Sanskrit, is our rescued animal. We recently saved her from the Santa Fe Animal Shelter, where she had been abandoned... Continue Reading →
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