Archive For December 31, 2018
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. –T.S. Eliot Children in cages. Journalist in pieces. Charming a demonic dictator with a bad haircut, our leader said, “He speaks and his people sit up at attention. I want…
The biggest happiness is when at the end of the year, you feel better than at the beginning. – Henry David Thoreau Sitting in my big leather power reclinerWatching my huge wide-screen hi-def cable TVThe most wonderful puppy in the worldCurled up sleeping in my comfortable lapLarge cold blue can of Foster’s Lager nearbyTasty bowl…
Let sleeping dogs lie. – Robert Walpole Ragnar Brutha Gonzo – The Notorious RBG – turned five months old this morning. Early morning. The puppy actually slept in until 0509. Military time. For you folks with bone spurs, that’s nine minutes after five in the morning. A.M. 5:09. Still dark. Slept in until then. Been…
you boys can keep your virgins give me hot old women in high heels with asses that forgot to get old. – Charles Bukowski The old man googled ‘Perfect woman.” Just wonderin’. They got her perfect, alright. Except the tattoo. Should be his name. In Olde English. And the socks. Definitely want sexier socks. Maybe…
by Terry Greenberg Gannett News Service June 19, 1980 Forget “The Empire Strikes Back.” We’ve got Magazine Wars. Jack Welch, taking a few good swipes at Runner’s World, said, “It’ll be a cold day in hell before I put nipples on the front cover or run 19 different articles on stretching.” He promises his revamped…
From City Sports, a feisty publication out of San Francisco. July 1980. One column illustrated by the cover of our promotional issue. Photo of my size-thirteen foot actually splashing a red Nike shoe into a Portland puddle. Caption: The wet foot on Running‘s promo cover may portend a dousing in the crowded market. No byline….
“My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?”– Bob Hope Wishing you all a healthy holiday season. And remember to nap whenever you can.
In honor of my birthday and egg nog and Southern Comfort. – JDW VIA PENGUIN BOOKS WEIRD HANGOVER CURES THROUGH THE AGES FROM HUMAN SKULLS TO THE “MILK OF HUMAN KINDNESS” By Shaugnessy Bishop-Stall Throughout history, people have done all sorts of weird things involving animals in the hopes of curing a hangover. It is said that the epic…
Salem, Oregon, was still a small town in the late 1970s and they were often desperate for business news. The Sunday Statesman-Journal published (8/17/80) a piece titled “Jack Welch Is Off… And Running.” – JDW By John Dillin Eugene – Jack Welch, editor and publisher of Running Magazine, is a happy man these days. For Welch, happiness…
One rock at a time, please. Feel like I have to whisper in this Florida retirement community. Have wealthy friends in blue states who grouse about Trump this, Trump that. Holler back BUT YOU LIVE THERE, I LIVE HERE!!! Here, our HOA has its own fascist border policy. THE WALL is simply the first monument…