This quote came around to me this morning, by Donald Cargill. He was a Scottish guy of yore, born in 1619, and he did something or other in the way of being a Presbyterian. A Covenanter, which is historically complicated in so many ways. But he ended up getting “captured by dragoons” and he was […]

This 21st of April, cosmically, sure had packed a historical punch. As far as birthing goes. So many good people, notable people, were born on this day. When you think of this, every day is significant in that way, as we are ALL notable people in our own right. So a little sidebar to say,

Concoct sure is some kind of word, now isn’t it? It is the kind of word you put on your kid when you find out they have been lying to you, but you find it completely impossible to label them with something so harsh as “liar.” So that night, when it comes time to tell

Here’s a truth. Sometimes the thing you believe in lets you down. It could be a simple thing. It could be the biggest thing of your life. It could be anything. You are taking a nice, warm, soapy shower; soaking in the goodness of it, the steam rising into your very core, relaxing you, washing

I guess we all feel guilt, at some point in our lives. But I suffer from Catholic guilt. It is a strange phenomenon. I feel guilty about things I haven’t even done wrong. I feel responsible for things that are of no concern to me whatsoever. I take on work or tasks because I feel

I’ll tell you what a figment is. First though. The only place I ever hear about a figment is in my imagination. Now. Let me stop all of this again. My imagination is a very peculiar place to be. It is like some big open vacuous place, and all of sudden, something comes whirling through,

It is their right to protest, those people up in Michigan. This is America, after all. This place, where most people take our freedom for granted. So they march because they don’t want to stay at home. Nobody can tell them what to do, especially some woman who thinks she’s governor. Up there in Michigan.

Words are such an interesting thing. I could sit with a dictionary, for a long, long time, and explore. In fact, before writing this, I was doing some research. Some investigating of facts. And I was completely sidetracked at the Miriam-Webster website. For instance, I got hung up on “expiate,” a verb, which means 1: