The rule book for dating in the early 1970’s came from rock lyrics. But not just any rock lyrics. This isn’t about the free love sixties, even if it had a nice ring to it. It’s about getting on down the road.
FOR OLDER PEOPLE: WHAT’S IT LIKE?
Who doesn’t like a question directed to ‘older people?’ This was the question from twitter: I wonder what it’s like for the older people now, who were born in the previous millennium. How can people born in 1999 be old? Easy.
TRUE JOY, A COMPENDIUM
Who thinks of true joy as the day your parents permitted you to ride your bike to your pals house a couple of streets over? They trusted you because you demonstrated proficiency on your street. Now you were one of the big guys. When you got that first bike you wanted to ride it everywhere. […]
WRITING CLASSES? THE WRONG WRITING CLASS
Who has taken writing classes? Everyone who went to high school, went to college, or joined a writers’ group. It starts early and keeps going. By that standard, everyone is a writer? Yes, you are. Here’s why:
AMERICAN PIE REVIEW
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truck The song came out in 1971. My older brother had a pickup truck. After he graduated high school it became my pickup truck. But not really.
BROKEN DREAMS? HERE’S THE GLUE
Broken dreams need more than glue, but you’ve got to start somewhere. Will glue fix the hurt from a broken heart? Will it help heal connections? Can glue bring back the good feelings you remember? If you are the glue, there’s a chance.
WEIGHT LOSS: DOES MY MAN MUU MUU MAKE ME LOOK FAT?
Weight loss is a cruel joke on December 23rd. Christmas cookies, Christmas candy, Christmas cake and pie? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Eat it or risk hurting someone’s feelings. Eat it and say you liked it.
PERSONAL RIVALRIES? WE ALL HAVE THEM
Personal rivalries started early and close to home. We had kids down the street who challenged us to rock fights, tree house building, and dogs. And they won every time. It set me up for a lifetime of personal rivalries.
HARD TRUTH FOR SENSITIVE PEOPLE
Hard truth comes in one flavor, and it’s not sweet. It’s more of a gag-reflex flavor. You listen, want to disagree, but you keep listening instead. Then you go to the ICU? Maybe.