I was asked the other day, what is your blog about ? I had to answer with, nothing really. I don’t think my blog has a central theme. That is the reason I choose the title that I did. It… Continue reading

 I was chatting with a cousin of mine online. I believe I have met this cousin, once, many years ago but can’t confirm that. I have many cousins that I have never met, some I even went to school with… Continue reading

 Family ties and family lies, there are secrets left untold. I believe this is a fair assessment in any family or group. Our parents called them skeletons in the closet. They can come back to haunt but mostly just cause… Continue reading

 Is it better to be a sinner or a hypocrite ? I would say we all contain some measure of hypocrisy and we are all sinners. So, of the two, which would you choose to be called ? Personally, I… Continue reading

 There is a fairly new game that has caught on here in Maryland. It’s called Cornhole. I’m not sure if it is played in other states or not. I look at it as a replacement for lawn darts, which were… Continue reading

 I picked up on a phrase and I use it a little too often I think, ” I’m not feeling it. ” I say it a lot. I am thinking about just what that means. I think it means I… Continue reading

  In my house I have those old fashioned door knobs and locks. You know the kind, the type that takes a skeleton key to operate. The knobs themselves are white porcelain. For them to close properly you have to… Continue reading

 Yesterday, at work, one of the young girls that is a cashier was cleaning the glass. She was using windex and a paper towel. Naturally the paper towel was falling apart and leaving streaks on the glass. I remarked to… Continue reading

 The fog set in like a squatter on the land. Only thing is, we were on the water. I was with Dad aboard the ” Montauk ” a fine wooden vessel of 1930’s vintage. That old Grey Marine engine was… Continue reading

 I grew up on a dirt lane. When I was young it didn’t even have a name, at least not that most were aware of, not even Dad. This little dirt lane lead to just five houses. It terminated in… Continue reading