I’m not sure why I suddenly remembered that my 8th grade Civics teacher’s name was Mr. Melcher. I have few vivid memories of junior high, (why did that designation mysteriously morph into middleschool?), and, to the best of my present-day version of recall, I’m pretty sure I have not taken…
I’ve been trying to stay busier, more occupied by beautiful music and loving friends and family, less apt to not-be-able-to-look-away from the endless train wreck piling up around us. I’ve been too angry and perplexed and deeply, deeply troubled and embarrassed by the horrible man and his sniveling empowerers that…
It’s that uncertain time of year, especially here in the northeast, where late winter storms can dump piles of unwanted, (for non-skiers), snow; when the anticipation of Spring Break and the NCAA basketball frenzy promote all sorts of erratic behavior; when an hour mysteriously disappears overnight; when Florida, (not a…
Saturday, March 3, 2018 11:58pm What a week. I had the Dems and the Republicans, those acne-skinned kids from Florida and that Wayne LaPiere whack job from the NRA all eating out of my hand. They all think I’m the coolest dude because I care so much about whatever they…