I love Orlando but it’s kind of a peculiar city. For instance, stretch limos can often be seen idling in front of the local supermarket. It’s not the same one each time, either, as if a blue haired billionaire spinster stopped in to buy fancy cat food. This morning it was a white one, long … Continue reading Taking the Limo to the Supermarket
Happy Thanksgiving, Pilgrim!
I’m fifty-six years old and I’m still a nerd (or is there a different word for it now?). It’s time I give up trying to fit in with the cool crowd, but for some reason it still bothers me. I wonder why that is.
When I left the ministry, I decided experiment with alcoholic beverages to see what all the fuss was about.
Never have I seen such vigilance in the pursuit of truth as I have with middle school students who investigate the origin of gaseous passages emitted in their classroom.
“For you,” my Sylvia tells me, “oral sex is when I make you hot chocolate mocha.” It’s probably true. I remember the first time she made it for me. I’d had a bad day and my head hurt. I’d figured I’d sit on the sofa that night and then slide into unconsciousness, but she decided … Continue reading Hot Mocha Sex
I’ve decided that I’m not going to watch anymore screen scenes where the woman is getting tortured, terrorized, beaten, or raped.photo by David Mercer I’m not making judgments on the people who tell the stories. I’m just saying it’s too hard for me to watch. I’ve known too many women who struggled to recover from … Continue reading I Don’t Look Anymore
Anyone Can Be FiredThe new owner of a local grocery store modernizes and lets some of the older workers go. Customers are unhappy and questions are asked, but since it's the only store in town, the business continues. Or maybe not. Governing a democratic nation is not the same thing as owning a business. Elected … Continue reading Politics Is Not a Business