It's not every day, well, it's almost every day but never mind, that we find, that I find I mean, uh. Let me start over again. I...

After writing my yearbook-nostalgia piece about 1966, I had to do a little digging about the songs that were popular back then. Ye gods ...

I was going to title this post Daydream Believer , because this-here lovely young lady is a Homecoming Queen from that succulent year...

This post has been stewing around in my brain for months now, and I still don’t know if I’m ready to write it.   Or, perhaps, to be o...

Epitaph The first time I died, I walked my ways; I followed the file of limping days. I held me tall, with ...

The other day I'd had enough - just had enough - just had ENOUGH of that crappy new trilogy called Fifty Shades of Grey that is burni...