The Family Curse

I think I’ve inherited the Family Curse. The Family Curse has to do with sports fandom. In particular, our beloved Kansas City Royals. My maternal grandmother, Grandma Bosley, first exhibited the curse back in the 1970s. For the record, Grandma Bosley was a character and full of life. Those of us fortunate enough to spend… Continue reading The Family Curse

Your Choice

I snapped these photos of the neighborhood trees and one of our oak trees yesterday. It was a cool, overcast, and drizzly morning but the colors of the leaves popped. The same view this morning, with the bright November sunshine radiating the colors is also beautiful, but, in my opinion, not as striking. Something hit… Continue reading Your Choice

Civil Disobedience

The power of Google tells me we are approaching the anniversary of Louisa May Alcott’s birth 191 years ago on November 29, 1832. Fantastic. Really? No, not really. I can’t say I’m a fan of Louisa May’s work. I know her work is beloved by generation upon generation of readers and is a staple of… Continue reading Civil Disobedience

Creative Braining

BRAINS! BRAINS! BRAINS! As much as I’d love it to be a post about zombies; this is not a post about zombies.  It’s about creating. Although it’s not about creating brain-eating reanimated beings shambling endlessly in search of the living, I hope to shed some light on how we creators shamble endlessly in search of… Continue reading Creative Braining

Normal?

‘What is normal?  Normal is yesterday and last week and last month taken together.’ – Lord Vetinari from Snuff by Terry Pratchett Since the COVID pandemic hit in early 2020, people have lamented the desire to return to “normal”. Normal. What is it? How do we define it? Is “normal” even a real thing? We… Continue reading Normal?

Valentine Lament

In one of my daughters’ classrooms this week, she overheard a group of boys talking. One boy said, “I actually really don’t like Valentine’s Day. Like, at all.” My first response was, “YES! Fight the power, boys!” My next response was that someone should tell those boys, or everyone for that matter, that it’s okay… Continue reading Valentine Lament

Shut Up & Dribble?

‘Shut up and dribble.’ Damn, I hate this so much. When I hear a politician, a businessman, an administrator, or a franchise owner use this phrase, they immediately get kicked off my team. I will never vote for, or support, someone who believes that the athlete’s worth is only measured on a single layer without… Continue reading Shut Up & Dribble?