Moving to New Zealand : But Not yet


My life has become fairly discombobulated over the past few weeks,  and today I gave in to my addiction.

I confess.  I am compelled to move the furniture every few weeks.  I have moved the dining room to the back porch and the back porch to a guest room. If I could pry my cooktop off its base I would move it to the bathroom so I could cook while bathing. Continue reading

Call to arms


The world has become a scary and dangerous place, so I have decided to take drastic measures and invest in some hand guns.

The two I bought didn’t even require any registration or credentials.   Obviously I’m not living in a gun free zone.  I’ve been doing some target shooting on my back porch and the authorities don’t even seem to care. Continue reading

Imagine a future without computers


               Unthinkable, utter blackout.  I can only imagine.

The year is 2017 or 2020…or maybe tomorrow.  Some evil force has rendered the world’s satellites impotent and the planet is cast into darkness.  Literally.  No cell phone service, no television, no cash registers, no ATMs and no place to spend a dollar anyway.  We’re dead meat. Continue reading

Lessons of 911


Each year when September 11 rolls around again, I’m reminded how tenuous our existence is on this planet. Who could believe that at any moment some rogue culture or group of lunatics could  break through US security measures to destroy thousands of lives?

The victims on 911 were people who were doing their best to live honorable lives and support their families.  Even if they’re were not totally honorable,, their chances were good to get it right – someday.

The victims of 911 would never get that chance. Continue reading

Six things I pretend to know now that I’m approaching 70


When I was sixteen, I thought I was a genius.  Now I know I’ve always been an idiot and will likely be for the rest of my days.  So I think I will just sit back and enjoy my idiocracy..  There’s a whole lot less pressure.

A bunch of my girl friends from the West Point High School Class of ’65 are turning 69 this month and we are all being rounded up for the biggy next year.  I feel as though I’ve been sleeping for the last decade and it’s time to wake up and get involved in this thing called life. Continue reading