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“And the 10 adjectives and five adverbs stuff, I mean, really. Stop. Stop with all the inflated distraction. It really takes away from your writing. Just say what you want to say. Say it simple. Say it straight.” Tears begin to stream down … more
Consequently, we once again find ourselves looking for some way to solve the puzzle of why someone takes such deadly measures and stop such rampages before they begin. Allow me to say up front that I’m not going to blame guns for causing such … more
I wonder, for instance: when was the last time I looked at my phone from this far away? Not literally, but figuratively — to figure, relatively and honestly, how paramount it’s become in my experience. It started a couple months ago on a … more
There were Indian singers and dancers, a magician’s act and, of course, birthday cake to celebrate the 172nd birthday of William F. Cody. At the last minute, the scheduled appearance of a Buffalo Bill look-alike was canceled due to … more
To be really smart, though, if there is something you don’t know, you have to realize you don’t know it, because you can get in a lot of trouble if you don’t realize it. Which brings me to the subject of this essay, something that I’ve … more
That’s how romantic holidays are for us bachelors who haven’t dated for a coon’s age. We love our pets passionately and fantasize about TV vixens. I’m between big screen girlfriends, but Fox News’ Kimberly Guilfoyle is a … more
It’s a kaleidoscope of color dominated by the neon yellows, oranges, greens, pinks and purples of the biking faithful, interspersed with their supporting blacks. The runners are no color slouches, either. The walkers? Anything goes. And I … more
Most of the feedback is positive. It is delivered face to face and comes from people who like what I write, agree with what I say, or both. Less often, I receive negative feedback, which usually arrives via email, but occasionally is delivered by … more
I remember looking up at my reflection sprawling across the span of my childhood bedroom’s mirrored closet doors and discerning how very alone I was; alone but for the book spread open in my hands. I felt jealous of the book’s main character — … more
My parents bought me a BB gun while I was still in elementary school. From there I moved to a .22 cal with a scope, then shotguns, handguns, rifles and even black powder. I’ve been lucky enough to experience great hunts and days on the range … more
I’ll begin by telling a little story about a beautiful woman wearing black shoes, singing on a Sunday afternoon two years ago in Santa Clara, California. A thousand miles away, a young man with a dream paid particular attention to those black … more
This was why I went to the march, joining those 300 others gathering and encircling in the heart of Cody: To be kind to myself. As I stood shivering in the blinding biting cold blue of the Sunday afternoon, I felt a warmth welling up inside me. … more
My thoughts were triggered by our president’s alleged use of a certain four-letter word for human waste that many people consider vulgar or obscene to describe certain undeveloped nations. The word in question is not a newcomer to English. In … more
His supporters, naturally, blame his opponents for nit-picking and writing fake news about him. His opponents, on the other hand, blame the president for the goof-ups. Controversy arose when the author of a recently published book apparently … more
All caps, that’s intense. But that’s how Norwegian writer Jostein Gaarder, author of “Sophie’s World: A Novel about the History of Philosophy,” put it on page 17 of his book. A book first published in 1991 that became an international … more
My dog and I watched a Steve Martin movie, “The Lonely Guy,” recently. He begins narrating, “Hi, I’m Larry Hubbard and this is how I became a lonely guy. I met this gorgeous ballet dancer named Danielle and she was nuts about me. She asked … more
It is a good one, although it’s getting a bit stale. I have fallen back on it several times during the last 10 years — a period of time that pretty much equals the lifespan of two lovely young ladies of my acquaintance and also spans the … more
“You know something, Virginia?” my mom asks, as we sit together on the leather couch, Sugar Bear snuggled between us, fingers curled around mugs of morning-after-Christmas coffee. “Hmmm?” I ask, balancing my cup between crisscrossed legs, … more
Ya know, before Bill O’Reilly was found to be a creepy-crawler with a Clinton/Trump-like drive, I was down with his Christian outrage over the secular assault on Christmas. You might say (though you probably wouldn’t because you’d be … more
I suppose I could have written this column any time after Thanksgiving. In fact, there was a Christmas-centered event here in Powell even before we gave thanks and carved our turkeys. Americans have been complaining for years that the … more
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