Not that I always do, but know how to eat right. I’ve been interested in nutrition since I was a teenager, but I owe most of my knowledge on this subject to one source. A long time ago I bought this little book at the grocery check out line in Walmart. Speaking of Walmart… I’ve […]
My friend, DW, asked me to write about a Flannery O’Conner short story and I agreed. He made this request some time ago. Obviously I haven’t forgotten. Anyway, DW didn’t make stipulations, i.e., he didn’t specify short story, but, since that’s what O’Connor is known for, that’s what I’m writing about. And since I […]
Historians, anthropologists and theologians, whether secular or believer, tell us that the flesh and blood Jesus Christ, looked nothing like the image most of us have of him. Unlike the familiar European depictions, Jesus’ hair was not long (Galilean Jewish men wore short hair; it was mandated) and he was not blonde. So it is […]
“Don’t get him riled up,” he heard her say. He wasn’t supposed to hear, but he did. It was one of the things he both did and didn’t like about her. Her voice carried. “He’s in a foul mood today,” she went on in her whisper voice that wasn’t a whisper at all. And then […]
I like to read. That rates a zero on the surprise scale, of course. Just about every single person who blogs likes to read. It’s pretty much a requirement. That said, I’m not a snobby reader. I am finicky though. I only read crime novels. Consequently I read a lot of thrillers. And less then half of […]
Mi casa es tu casa Mi ciudad es tu ciudad Amada ciudad de mi Padre y su Madre Ciudad de El Paso –Pamela Lowe Saldana
Initially, Loraine Fuller was flooded with relief when she looked out the window of the luxury apartment she shared with her sons. Her car was there. In her parking space. She had been looking for it for hours. Well, actually, it wasn’t so much the car, that she was looking for. It was her son, […]
Those in the know tell us that memories usually begin about age three. Most of us don’t remember anything before that. It’s called infantile amnesia. Sounds reasonable, as it seems consistent with my own memory. For instance, I remember this vividly: Riding in my mother’s car–the song 1,2,3 Red Light playing on the radio as […]
So I’m going to begin this post with a shout out to my friend and fellow blogger Michael over at moonknight65.wordpress.com. Michael is a very good writer, a knowledgeable film buff and connoisseur of retro television. He also knows music and–if I’m not mistaken-has worked in the music industry. Michael likes the band X, which […]
The guy was obviously scared out of his wits watching them destroy the duplicating equipment with bats. Most likely, he didn’t know about their MO; that they acted like marauders mainly for show, smashing the stuff to bits–cursing up a storm while they did it. Moishe could imagine how the guy felt…Even cheap vinyl cutters […]
