After Tuesday’s elections spouse asked, “What are your Facebook friends saying about the election?” First let me explain: spouse will not, under any circumstances ever, join Facebook—yet,… Read more “Blame Election Hyperbole on Six Moral Foundations”
Tag: Thoughts
Not So Fast With The Hair Straightening, Missy
When I released my dependence upon hair color and liberated my grey roots I opted for a great haircut to enhance my new and natural look. Admittedly,… Read more “Not So Fast With The Hair Straightening, Missy”
Rachel Carson’s Relevancy Fifty Years Later
I read Silent Spring in 1968. It changed my view of the natural world and was more than incidental in my personal growth. Carson’s plea for moderation and close observance to what and how we walk upon this earth speaks louder today than it did 50 years ago. Her opponents live on and rally against anything that smirks of environmentalism. To my point of view their arguments remain shallow and manipulated.
Remodeling Dysfunction’s Murderous Stink
I grew up in dysfunction. I smell dysfunction’s stink in an instant. As an adult, some of the dysfunction from my childhood stuck. Several tragedies later, I recognized my behavior and how my behavior hurt others. My stinky self begged for a remodel. (It remains a work in progress.)
A Murdered Man’s Ghost
Before we knew that the young man who lived behind our home was apparently murdered, weird vibes wafted through my back yard, which directly links to the… Read more “A Murdered Man’s Ghost”
Behind a Murdered Man
I wasn’t shocked when a sheriff pulled into my driveway Sunday afternoon—a magnificent Sunday afternoon colored with a blue that only the Pacific Ocean can conjure underneath… Read more “Behind a Murdered Man”
Love Thy Neighbor. Seriously?
Love thy neighbor. Oh boy! I’d guess it’s a direct challenge by the task’s author. The directive is akin to a parent’s demand, “Eat thy chicken gizzards.” … Read more “Love Thy Neighbor. Seriously?”
Why I Missed the 4th of July
Also seen in SLO New Times I missed this year’s Fourth of July. I was here in America. I was awake. No red, white and blue flew… Read more “Why I Missed the 4th of July”
Brian Wilson’s Songs Of My Life
“Are you going to the prom?” a high school friend asked me on a warm May afternoon in 1966. In the background, Brian Wilson’s perfect falsetto crooned,… Read more “Brian Wilson’s Songs Of My Life”
Not So Suddenly Seeking Silence
“On 9/11, despite being out of mobile phone reception, a huge number of hikers abandoned their walks. They hadn’t heard about the terrorist attacks; they were just spooked… Read more “Not So Suddenly Seeking Silence”
The Muse Pallet 