Passings like these do not happen very often. It is so rare, in fact, that it needed pointing out. Sue Thompson, known for singing “Sad Movies (Make Me Cry)” and “Norman," passed away Thu., Sep. 23, 2021, in Pahrump, an hour outside of Las Vegas. She was 96 years old. Tommy Kirk, known for his … Continue reading Five Days, Three Deaths, One Area
She came to him after dark, and he took her under his many blankets. Alice Roman Nose was immensely cold, and he did his best to warm her, though she was more interested in his intimacy. Finally, Garrett Johnstone gave in, and they spent the remainder of the small hour making love. It was nearing … Continue reading When Love Doesn’t Die
My Cousin Elmo says, "You know you drink too much coffee when someone asks how you are, and you answer, 'Good to the last drop.'"
peddling stanza cheap where truth lies buried deep and media sleep President Biden received his COVID-19 vaccine booster after public health officials recommended them for many Americans, including those 65 and older. Mr. Biden, 78, got his third shot on camera.
Over this last weekend, the Street Vibrations Fall Festival was in Virginia City. The town is part of my news beat, so naturally, I spent a lot of my time there. It amazes me to walk into one of the local saloons and find myself in conversation with strangers. In this case, it was several … Continue reading Off the Beaten News Path
My Cousin Elmo says. “Scientists say they’re almost ready with a pill to treat COVID but don’t know if it should be ‘red’ or ‘blue.’”
It was just before midnight when the dog hopped from the bed and started down the hallway. There was a brief light than a sound as the man gently returned to sleep. As he slipped into unconsciousness, he was sure that the light was the hallway nightlight and the sound, the plastic flap on the … Continue reading Dog Door and Nightlight
My Cousin Elmo says, "Normal is a mental illness."
Watercolor and ink, 16 X 20 inches, canvas
Over the last couple of days, I have seen a broad spectrum of complaints that a missing "white woman" is getting more press time than a missing "black man." The blame rests with the national media and their reporting practices. Odd how half of the nation knows and understands how biased the media are and … Continue reading Petito Case Draws Renewed Attention to Missing Arizona Geologist
My Cousin Elmo says, "My wife says I can be a jerk sometimes. I thanked her for giving me permission."
My Cousin Elmo says, "I got the COVID vaccine but I noticed a weird side effect. Every time I sneeze I hear the Microsoft error sound."
Perhaps it was Buddy-dog moving, or maybe it was not knowing the sound as I slept. Either way, I woke up ever so slightly to listen. Ah, the wind and the sound of bits of rock showering the side of the house, that's all. I slipped back into sleep. How much time passed, I have … Continue reading Chasing the Hanging Pumpkin
"And some days it don't come easy And some days it don't come hard Some days it don't come at all And these are the days that never end..." -- I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That), Meatloaf It is an accurate statement when I can't seem to get a good lead … Continue reading Not as Romantic, but Efficient
The Lord knows that I hate myself for behaving so violently. Allow me to set up the situation so that you may better understand the previous statement. After having finished mowing our front yard, I was sweeping up some random clippings. Buddy, our dog, was lying in the shade, on the freshly cut grass. From … Continue reading I Swear — There’s an Asshole Hiding in Me
Dearest Sweetheart, Sorry that it has taken me so long to write, new promotion, new duties. Got the chocolate chip cooks you sent. Delicious. We got our 25th kill a couple of days ago. Command says that we've almost got it whipped. The Delta Variant Zed is getting bigger. Larger than that Woolly Mammoth we … Continue reading A Letter Home
Between shows of the Virginia City Camel Races, I found myself sitting in the shade, people-watching, done laissez-faire, without word or action. I was enjoying the warm breeze, one that both heats and cools, when suddenly my mind wandered off without me... I am a storyteller O' I am a storyteller O' I am a … Continue reading The Fish, the Dog and the Storyteller
About 0330 hours, twenty years ago, extremely drunk and feeling hopeless, I walked out into an open field, placed a 40 caliber revolver in my mouth, said a prayer for forgiveness, took a deep breath, let it out, and squeezed the trigger. Nothing happened. A friend had found me and grabbed the gun, placing the … Continue reading The Morning After 9/11
Watercolor and ink, from my sketchbook
My Cousin Elmo says, "Some guy tried to tell that Jesus would have practiced social distancing. Burst his bubble when I reminded him that Jesus touched lepers."
Work at times has been hard to find, and travel necessitated to find and make it a reality. That is the way of the world. It was late because I started late, so I pulled off the side of the road, down a dirt road to the side of a creek. I had only a … Continue reading Rapt
My Cousin Elmo says, "One should always knock on the refrigerator door before opening it because there could be a salad dressing."
It has been a busy few days. I didn't see home for nearly 19 hours one day, which was when I broke my record for consecutive blog posts, missing that day. Because of the way my brain works, chemicals and proteins, and such, I was sure that missing a day would mean a certain kind … Continue reading Missed a Day and Didn’t Die
My Cousin Elmo says, "Vaccinate or don't vaccinate, I don't care, but take a shower daily!"
My Cousin Elmo says, "I don't always get sick, but when I do, I get my immune system drunk, so it'll fight anything."
Buddy, my dog, and I headed down the trail. He raced ahead of me and over the downhill slope of a hilly rise. Once over, I saw Buddy getting pets from a man sitting under a wild apple tree. "Sorry about my dog," I said as I called Buddy back to me. "No problem," he … Continue reading Mr. Adams’ Apple Tree
Dreamed all night about my dog He lay beside me, a log Why this was, no one can say We climbed rocks, waded streams Till he said, "You're in my dreams," Adding, "Now you, sit and stay."