Posts Categorized: Me

Thinking about thinking

Okay, two political posts is my limit for the week. Any more than that and I’ll be changing the name of the blog from “Ramblings” to “Grumblings”. I think it’s time for a change. Of course, that’s actually the problem. Thinking. Or, more accurately, thinking about thinking. Here’s the deal. Basically, I think I think… Read more »

Cold weather has me by the short hairs

And now for something completely different. A short treatise on how cold weather has me by the short hairs. Over the course of my youth and young adulthood, I battled my ultra-curly and ultra thick hair. In a variety of ways, my hair gave me great challenges. At the same time, it also provided me… Read more »

Isn’t this what I worked for?

The question is peculiar, “isn’t this what I worked for?” as it comes long after my “release” from my last job in the not-so-beloved Corporate America. I asked myself something akin to that query 7½ years ago as I was coming off my recent firing (laid off). Having taken a rare trip out of Florida… Read more »

What about me?

Any man who is worthy of the title should be asking himself the same question these days: What about me? Harassment in general and sexual harassment in particular are difficult subjects to self-judge. There’s the overt and obvious, of course, such as sticking a tongue down someone’s throat or asking them to “twirl” for you…. Read more »


I know, right? Budgeting. Can you come up with a more boring headline than that? For that matter, can you come up with a more boring post topic than “budgeting”? How can I possibly make that entertaining? Even the post image is dull. I will point out two things: first, if you were expecting entertaining,… Read more »

How far friendship

Getting back to last week, before I was interrupted by several days of mehness… (What? With all the unintelligible posts and mangled grammar on the web, you would begrudge me a made up word here, in my own blog, my place of power? I didn’t think so.) …as I said, last week, I was writing… Read more »

And you thought I talked a lot BEFORE…

It’s recently come to my attention I talk a lot. Maybe too much. Well, not quite recently. Over the last half of my life, I was quite the talker. As long as I was within familiar confines (home, office, friends) I could whip up a maelstrom of mindless chatter. We won’t delve into the psychological… Read more »

Habit of creature

Ever since that fateful day when Mom threw out all my comic books strewn about my room, I have been fastidiously neat. Fastidious, but not obsessive. It began a life-long path towards always looking for greater efficiencies and then settling into a comfortable pattern of “not messing with it if it’s not broken.” I always… Read more »