R.I.P. to Pele (1940-2022)
The “winners” in life gravitate toward places like Sanibel Island, Florida.
While the Speaker’s chair sits em… the entire Congress remains immobi… The world looks toward the United… and finds nothing but disfunction. How can we presume to lead the wor…
How do you mourn for a relative that you never got to meet? It’s really not that hard to do. First, you must realize that all o… are “related” in some form or fash…
If the rule of law does not survive neither will our nation. Will we nobly save or meanly lose
Your music hasn’t aged a bit, although the rest of us surely hav… Whenever we hear your songs playin… it’s as if 1984 has magically retu… and everything that’s happened sin…
Our sense of comfort in existing s… Cannot be denied, and yet There’s always something more out… Just beyond our comfort zones. Do we dare to seek it out?
A Friday morning brings forth my… For all of the good things in life So when that song plays on the rad… To remind me of music’s soothing c… I sing right along, secure in the…
There are many things to know abou… Where I’m from and the things I e… But above everything else, I’m gr… right here, right now, and doing t… How about you?
“Obrigado” is All the Portuguese I know But it is enough. I might never come back here But I’ll sure jump at the chance.
Thanks, Bob, for making us laugh In your calm and cerebral fashion. Other performers would shout and c… But you had a different way to cas… Comedy albums are a thing of the p…
I just read something in Rolling… Written by a fan who corresponded… Now I can punctuate my thoughts j… Cool!!
As I understand it, here’s what a… First, select the best words for s… Then bind them together with an ir… Tweak them as needed, to make the… And turn them loose, so the world…
Tracy Chapman wrote a song late i… which deserves to endure forever,… and a plaintive story about the di… that Life can sometimes bring. It received lots of airplay in the…
Leaves are changing color A cool nip is in the air Winter is on the horizon But we aren’t yet there
The path of life is never smooth, or direct, or free from detours