Now What?
Much is being made of the 250th anniversary of the founding of the United States of America, most of it self indulgent, chest thumping, congratulatory puffery. But where did it all go so wrong? The United States I mean. And make no mistake, it has gone wrong.
Old Man
So when I say none of us know anything at 22, I’m wrong. Neil Young did. Nailed it. But for me some fifty-four years later I’m left to visit Reflection. Why was I so hell bent on getting there. Wherever there was?! So focused on the journey I took no time to reflect upon each moment of it.
We Walk Among Giants
It has been hard to live to the age of 76 and still be naive. It is much easier to be angry and cynical and quick to judgement. That noise is overwhelming and someday’s leaves me bleak and in despair.
My Dog Can Count
So here’s my fathers’s day message. Back off on Dad Jokes. No, don’t just back off. Embrace Dad Jokes.
I’m afraid for the calendar.
Its days are numbered.
But that’s not the case for Dad Jokes. They are here to stay.
I have to go now. My wife is calling me upstairs.
I don’t trust stairs.
They’re always up to something.
Happy Father’s Day.
Prep Time Before Go Time
That aside, it is what the seventies, if you’re lucky enough to get here, are for. It’s a gift. Prep Time before Go Time!
Yeah, you can see I have some work to do yet but, I have time.
I’m A Writer
All my life I have had a very crisp, clear answer when I was asked what I did.
“I’m a lawyer. A criminal defence lawyer.”
“I’m a broadcaster, a radio morning show co-host.”
Even in self deprecating moments, I was crisp and clear.
“I’m a blustering blowhard.”
New Website Launch
I have some very exciting news to tell you about. I’ve launched a new website. I thought it was time to put all of my writing content in one place but I wanted to keep it simple for my subscribers. So I have.
I’m Freezing to Death!
Like every storyteller every, I am regularly accused of exaggerating.
And I say,
“Yes, I exaggerate. A thousand times yes!”
The fact is we learn how to exaggerate from our mothers.
“I’ve told you a million times, not to do that!”
Go ahead, make my day!
“Do you wanna punk? Do you really want to” and then with the target steadfastly mute, non responsive, I went full Defcon 1 on it’s sorry ass.
“Go ahead, make my day!”
And I filled it with burning lead.
“Perhaps we should call it a day.”
Remember This
“Let me tell you about a murder trial I did in Whitehorse a few years back”
You show me the dinner guest that can resist that invitation.
I began,
“There she was naked on the bed. Dead.”
And with that my wife stood up at the head of the table and said …