That old feeling. When someone gets on your mind and it is hard to shake them. Everywhere you turn, you see some sort of reminder of them. If they are still with us, we can pick up the phone and call. If not, we just wonder, what or why we are so strongly reminded. […]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Did you ever have one of those days? Probably not as bad as my uncle. About a month before he died, he put lard on his back. Then he went downhill, fast. But lately, I’ve been thinking about work. Like the time I got fired from my job at the Calendar Factory.

  I’ve been praying for peace. Daily. I don’t know that it actually helps anything. I don’t know how any of that works, you know, out there. But in truth it is all right here. There have been many people treading through this ensuing drudge for years, saying their good slogans, with all the best

  Now here’s a guy. I wasn’t going to write yet another historical bio this morning, just because I’ve been doing them a lot lately. But this guy. Holy Flying Boulders Batman. The guy is Heinrich Schliemann. He’s a German, sort of, and an Archaeologist, sort of. Which by the way, is a dicey word

Someone would have done it sooner or later, but King Camp Gillette was the start of our problems, I believe. By the sheer mention of his name (no pun intended), we know that Gillette was all about razors. But first, I have to digress. This topic brings up other topics. I often hear my women

Sometimes I struggle with a topic for this thing, especially when I’m feeling tired and foggy headed. So this might be my worst blog ever.  I started writing about a lot of things this time around. A history review for this date, including a 33 year old Barber’s Assistant’s Strike in Denmark / Samuel Colt

Her long hair sort of reminds me of a bad habit. Not that anything is wrong with her hair. It is just that she stopped cutting it when she was 5 years old, and now she is almost 35. It has grown to great lengths. I saw this in some feed, somewhere, calling her the