Cam’s Sad Sad Dab

It has been quite a while since hair products have held sway over me– though I applied shampoo to the top of my head long after it was only the wispy dreamers on the sides that needed tending–but when Cam Newton, Carolina’s polarizing quarterback, league MVP and media VIP, attracted national attention for his dab, […]

Baby Bigots?

I should have binge watched Arrow. Good reviews, a guy show, and a box of Orville Reddenbacher’s Extra Butter Popcorn next to the microwave; I was ready to give my Easy Comforts memory foam a full on workout. But then I had a wait-wait thought, geezer version. A flash of memory about a video from Yale called “The Good […]

Water Heart and Seed

If you live your life like it was held for ransom every time some shadow rolls across your heart You’ll pay and pray plead with your captor But you’ll cry alone in the dark If you live your life like a bursting fountain water for the garden all the flowers and the weeds You’ll see […]

It’s So You (Breaking Wave)

Chorus: Well now here you are, where the years fade away with a whisper And the people you loved, oh the people you loved they fade away too And you, standing at the window with a cup of tea, making a silly face, that would have made them smile It’s so you The laughter comes […]

Guidance Counselor Part 1

“That is so High School!” What pops into your head when you hear that phrase? If you grew up in the 1960’s it means a situation in which all the inanity of high school, the rigid social structure, the arbitrary rules, the clueless adults in power, is echoed in some present day inanity. A generation of […]

Traffic Light

My first thought was nautical: She’s broad in the beam. So was my second. He’s three sheets to. I pegged them instantly as a breed of retired couples I’ve become very fond of. Homey and doughy and okay with that. They spend the golden years, health be damned, doing the things that got them through that grind of the last ten working […]

Sherry

Ran into Sherry again this morning, this time at the Post Office. I see her now and again, usually outside of St Mary’s Church in Walnut Creek. She is always alone. Often, she wears a green and white ceramic rosary as a necklace. She keeps the three or four stuffed travel bags that are her estate […]