Category Archives: Uncategorized

Skidding  . . . Spinning  . . . Rolling  . . . Screaming  . . . Boom!  Wish I would hurry up and get to the part where I’m surprisingly OK. I’ve told a few people about the car wreck … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking since this morning about time.  It started as I finished a hurried, distracted conversation with someone who has so much to tell me but not enough time to tell it because she has to get to work.  … Continue reading →

I’ve heard almost everyone I know, who knew my niece Kami, say something along those lines since she passed. It’s probably one of the most common feelings of loved ones when anyone dies. Because even if you basically treated a … Continue reading →

The below is also published in the 2009-2010 Tarrant County College Fine Arts Literary Journal, “Marine Creek Reflections,” along with a few other of my pieces which I may add here later. These three narratives are all true. The “28 … Continue reading →

Things change; there’s just no getting around it. I remember Christmas when I was little.  Sneaking with my brother Byron into the front room where Mama had worked to make everything appear magical – twinkling lights, new toys, stockings full … Continue reading →

I think it is one of the most basic of human desires to be truly known. I don’t mean “well-known” as in famous. And I don’t mean just recognized, remembered, having someone know your name when they see your face … Continue reading →

Overdraft Protection.  If you have it, you have given your bank authorization to turn one honest mistake into a snowball of multiple NSF charges instead of hopefully just one for the one honest mistake.  I figured this out years ago, … Continue reading →

A note of instruction to young women (the rule actually applies to young men as well, but from my experience most boys seem to just naturally get it, and for some reason a lot of girls don’t.) Ok, here it … Continue reading →

While I do appreciate the intended friendliness of it, I really dislike the common social convention of asking, “How are you?” in the casual, mindless, repetitive way most of us do. If you think about it, it’s actually sort of … Continue reading →