Archive For February 7, 2019

Pain-Free Marathons

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Pain-Free Marathons

It’s at the borders of pain and suffering that the men are separated from the boys. – Emil Zatopek. Sure, it’s true for females, too. You know how slow the go can be looking through old photographs. This last box of archival material gonna take weeks. Think I might be enjoying myself. I look at…

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Remember I Predicted This

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Remember I Predicted This

Political language… is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. – George Orwell Last week – couple of long walks, short book – the old man had listened to Animal Farm.  If you’ve heard much current campaign rhetoric, George Orwell’s classic might resonate. …

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Hitler Was Human

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Hitler Was Human

So I come across this letter from a reader. Who I pissed off enough to share her galled opinion. She spoke to me somehow and as I watch the current political climate, I cannot help thinking, why the fuck do we all have to be so sensitive? – JDW Letters To The Editor. This Week….

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Divorce Forces Sale

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Divorce Forces Sale

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose; all that we love deeply is a part of us. – Helen Keller   I don’t go to the gym, I don’t go to the dog park. One lunch a month maybe. A couple doctor’s visits (four annually, if the Good Lord provides) Two or three…

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Original Gangsters Of Running (Ron Wayne)

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Original Gangsters Of Running (Ron Wayne)

I raced Ron Wayne at least once. I was in sight of the finish line when he won.  I was right there. Unfortunately, I had another six-mile lap to go. He beat me by only ninety-two (92) places. Sounds a lot closer than ten kilometers. When did you start running and why? When I was a junior at Brockton…

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My Favorite Holiday

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My Favorite Holiday

I have been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, hung, electrocuted and burned and every morning I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent in the fender… I am an immortal. – Phil Connors Groundhog’s Day is my favorite holiday of the year. So joyous. When’s the last time you were limited to just two choices and…

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He Had An Ego Problem

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He Had An Ego Problem

He had an ego problem. He really wanted to be cremated and have his ashes strewn along the rocky coast. But he was worried. Suppose he actually wrote The Great American Novel? Those who idolized him, the sophomore girls with large pink breasts who studied him at Vassar and Wellesley would have no grave to…

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