What do you call a restroom for the gay community? An outhouse! I read that joke on my memories page this morning and still got a chuckle from it. I know, it’s offensive and some would call it homophobic. I… Continue reading

 I was told yesterday that the constitution didn’t mention women or the lgbtq+ community. Now I’m not a constitutional scholar by any stretch of the imagination so I did a bit of research and reading on that topic. As with… Continue reading

 I’m thinking it may be time to start sorting the past. Some folks call that decluttering or downsizing. I can see that. What I have in mind is sorting through the volumes of papers and notes that I have accumulated… Continue reading

  I saw a post on my timeline from a stranger proclaiming themselves to be an artist. Perhaps he/she is, I just don’t know. But this being pride month and all my thoughts turned to this self-identifying stuff we all… Continue reading

  Sometimes the dream is far better than the reality. But I think that is something that has been lost on many in recent times. “A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.” (John Barrymore) “It… Continue reading

 When permissive become pervasive. That is what leads to the downfall of society. This can be seen throughout history and with all cultures. It’s the reason democracy can be expected to last about 250 years. It is what spoils a… Continue reading

 Memories and mementos of the past transport us. That is, after all, their function. We need our memories to guide us on our way so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past. Imagine if you didn’t remember what… Continue reading

  This morning I decided to do a reissue of a post I wrote back in 2017. Written almost six years ago I had the same thought again this morning. It is one of those recurring thoughts that I believe… Continue reading

  I feel the need to preface this particular blog simply because of the world we now live in. I started writing these blogs to share my thoughts and memories. My thought was to leave a record, of sorts, for… Continue reading

 The year before I was born Hank Williams sang, I’ll never get out of this world alive. He was correct and passed six months after the release of that song. He was singing about his troubles in life, his habits… Continue reading