Month: September 2020

The Knocked-On Door Strikes Back

Dear Friends (some of whom apparently consider me a sociopath, but in a pleasant sort of way), I always get great satisfaction out of reading the comments on my posts, but I must say that the responses on yesterday’s bit of scribbling exceeded my already-high expectations. Something aligned […]

Past Imperfect – #327

It was the wedding of the decade, with the rich and famous for miles around flocking to view the nuptials. The reception afterwards was a smashing success, with the flashbulbs of the paparazzi lighting up the night and the gossip columnists rhapsodizing in the evening editions of all […]

Present Imperfect

Once upon a time (okay, it was just a few days ago), a comment appeared on one of my posts. I’m always pleased by comments, relishing both the input and the opportunity to provide meaningful output. But in this case, things went a bit deep… The commenter shared […]

Mea Culpa

“Bless me Father, for I have sinned.” “And how is that, my child?” “It’s been over a week since my last blog.” Silence on the other side of the confessional wall. “Father?” Throat clearing. Then, “Son, I’m not quite sure what this means, but I am here to […]

Past Imperfect – #560

Ricardo: “I sense that you have something to say.” Carole: “I always have something to say. But there are rare occasions when I have enough decorum about me to realize that I shouldn’t say something. This is why I’m not looking at you, so you won’t ask me […]

Past Imperfect – #577

Once upon a time, Ronald Reagan, Donald Trump and Joe Biden walked into a bar… Ronnie, left: “Some day I’m gonna be president.” Trumpy, middle: “Why would you do that? Is there any money in it?” Joey, right: “I’m gonna be president, too. But first I’m gonna be […]

Past Imperfect – #141

Note: I yanked this one out of the archives due to the “Fantasy Island” discussion a few posts back… Bather #1: “I just found out about a place called Fire Island! I understand that I can find my people there. I can’t begin to tell you how excited […]