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A place where I let it all hang out.

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All the leaves are brown and the skies are grey.

California dreamin' on a winter's day. https://youtu.be/N-aK6JnyFmk Imagine it is January and the thermometer drops below 0F every night. And when it doesn't, it's snowing. That just means shoveling your driveway and sidewalk all over again. If you should get... Continue Reading →

That time I was a male exotic dancer.

I think I mentioned in an earlier post that in my 20s, I had a sideline of stripping for parties. It wasn't difficult to get into. I'd done amateur musicals and nude modeling and taken a modern dance class in... Continue Reading →

Where did my ancestors come from?

23 and Me was where I found my biological family. Almost all of them live in northern Indiana and southern Michigan. One of my relatives who has a love of such things has traced the family tree all the way... Continue Reading →

Duck and Cover

When I hear people claiming we're in crisis and civilization - if not all humanity - is about to go to hell and the world is going to end and yada yada yada... I can't help but laugh. I cannot... Continue Reading →

The Problem with Police

The problem is that the job of policing is naturally attractive to bullies. You get to wear a uniform, be part of a powerful brotherhood, carry a gun and assorted other weapons, give orders to people, and beat on anyone... Continue Reading →

Sound! Euphonium, Season 1

On my second try and after 7 episodes I finally started to enjoy this work. I made it through season one and am starting season two. The first time around I got bored and dropped it after 4 episodes. All... Continue Reading →

Me and the Lockheed Skunkworks

https://youtu.be/pL3Yzjk5R4M Long ago in a world dominated by the Cold War and nuclear weapons, I was a junior engineer at the Lockheed Skunkworks in Burbank. (There's a shopping center and parking for Burbank Airport at the location today. It was... Continue Reading →

Me, Drugs, and the 60s/70s

When I was a child, I read about hippies on drugs staring at the sun until they were blind or jumping off buildings thinking they could fly. Not cool. But I chalked the stories up as newsworthy only because of... Continue Reading →

Getting back up on the horse that threw you.

When I grew up,  we had a kind of adage that if one were to be bucked off a horse, one should get right back up on it again. It makes a bit of psychological sense. We have many bad... Continue Reading →

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