Clear (your) Eyes
This is apparently just over a week old but somehow I missed it. Writing for The American Spectator, Ben Stein said: "The people who have been laid off and cannot find work are generally people with poor work habits and poor personalities. I say “generally” because there are exceptions. But in general, as I survey [...]
Things from the Gas Station
About half a mile up the road is a gas station/convenience store. It used to be a Citgo station back before Citgo quit selling in Ohio. [Citgo, I believe is Venezuelan-owned and the president of Venezuela is, of course, Hugo Chavez. You may remember Hugo Chavez as the man Pat Robertson wanted to have whacked [...]
Despite the content, this is still about the Jell-O bath
I lived in an apartment complex several blocks away from my friend Alan. Between our apartments was that of The Girls. The Girls actually lived in two apartments and collectively were: Big Carol, Little Carol, Big Vicky, Little Vicky, Diane, Lisa, and another woman whose name I forget (and I really feel bad about forgetting [...]
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The Jell-O Bath
I’m not sure where I got the idea for the Jell-O bath. This was back in 1981 or 1982, so it isn’t like I got the idea off the Internet. Mud is so much easier to put together for wrestling events featuring scantily-clad women — and mud sticks better so, it would seem to be [...]
Judging Shit
We were all about 24 years old. Moe, Larry and I were on our way to Chi Chi’s. Moe and Larry, brothers, were sitting in the front seat as we drove. When we turned into Chi Chi’s Moe turned to Larry and said, “Larry. Go in there and see how long the wait is going [...]
That’s so Third Grade
I wrote this three or four years ago and put it away somewhere. I don’t bring it out now as I think it’s a shiny example of super-duper writing… I bring it out as, well, it made me laugh at the memory and maybe some day I’ll reread it and laugh then. I’m nothing if [...]
Public Transportation
The first time I met Rob I suspected he had issues of some sort. Maybe mental health, maybe some mild MR … something. At the time, I was working for a rehabilitation facility in Columbus. I was a Job Coach — I’d help people with disabilities find employment, and then go to the jobsite to [...]
Floaters
More than twenty years ago I was riding in the backseat of a car with a buddy of mine. His dad was driving and his mom was in the passenger seat. My buddy and I were probably about twenty-two. A smell hit the air. Quite possibly nothing that had even the slightest hint of methane [...]