The sun hadn’t completed it’s trek across the sky when I first began my walk so I didn’t think twice about whether I needed reflective clothing, a flashlight or anything for walking after dark. One of my friends says my lack of forethought about light and dark is proof of male privilege because it demonstrates… Continue reading Some Shmata’s Can’t Be Lost
Month: August 2017
What A Lucky Man
“One day you’ll tell me about some girl who makes you ridiculously happy and another you’ll say no one has done a better job of making you miserable. You’ll ask me to explain why logic and reason are always at odds with their decision making and I’ll just shake my head.” I get a grimace… Continue reading What A Lucky Man
Just Another Notch On a Belt
Johnny and Willie are singing Always On My Mind and while I silently sing along I am reading an email from someone who said The Swallows Keep Coming is one of the best things they have ever written. It’s a nice compliment but I am not sure I deserve it. I want to be humble… Continue reading Just Another Notch On a Belt
The Swallows Keep Coming
Forty minutes into a six mile walk I came upon a half dozen birds who were feasting on the left overs of a picnic and remembered another conversation with Lee Dumbass. We’re talking about how to deal with pests that keep coming back and I mention on how some people have trouble with Swallows that… Continue reading The Swallows Keep Coming
