• You’re a moron

    I figured I’d open this blog with a poem that came to me while watching an old episode of Two-and a Half Men.   its amazing what three shots of vodka, an empty Friday night and a bad TV show will make you think of.  Dedicated to all failed actors everywhere.  I tip my class to…

  • Africa Or How the Plain Landed

    Africa by Toto: As if revised by Ernest Hemingway At the airport the young man heard far-off drums echoing in the night. He imagined the young woman in the plane sitting still, hearing whispers of a quiet conversation near the rear of the fuselage. He glanced down at his father’s wristwatch—12:30. The flight was on…

  • Three Bulls

    Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going to bring another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised a discussion among them. The first bull says, “Boys, we all know I’ve been here 5 years. Once we settled our differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows would be mine.…

  • The Orphanage

    It would be the concert of the decade. And for such a worthy cause. The orphanage where several of the greatest of the rock stars had been raised had deteriorated to such an extreme, that it was about to be condemned and the residents scattered to other institutions around the country. Elton John had decided…

  • You Wreep what you Sew

    This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new.. She looked like she had never missed a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before.. “Leave me alone,” he growled…. To his amazement,…

  • I’ve Got Your Back

    Taking each day as God has given. Calling for help is not a crime. No man can do it all alone, when he’s got friend there by his side. I know that there’s a time for wrestling, but let that fight end I’m telling you. Cause a new year is dawning homey. Let’s start it…

  • THE BRICK

    By Kevin White: A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into…

  • The Hospice Worker

    By- Chasity Jackson I had a patient named Joe. We were introduced back in May. An incredible bond instantly formed although he had the end stages of dementia. Every time Hadley, my service dog, and I visited him; his spirits were visibly lifted for a long period of time. Joe was a police officer, so…

  • Prayer Works

    While sitting at my desk, I experienced a weird problem. I began to get sleepy, and could litterally feel my eyes start to close. No amount of shaking, self-crimination, or music was doing the job of waking me up. Enter my friend Tony. He is, without a doubt, a god send. He knocks on my…

  • In the wave-strike over unquiet stones

    By Pablo Neruda (1904 – 1973) In the wave-strike over unquiet stones the brightness bursts and bears the rose and the ring of water contracts to a cluster to one drop of azure brine that falls.Oh magnolia radiance breaking in spume, magnetic voyager whose death flowers and returns, eternal, to being and nothingness: shattered brine,…