Reflections Of A Gasbag

So my wife tells me I have been irritable lately. She says I act mad all the time. I honestly don’t know what in the hell she is talking about. I don’t freaking act mad all the time. Sometimes she just…… especially when I walk in and every light is on in the house. That…

I love to watch documentaries. Never got into “Game of Thrones“, “X Men” or that genre of TV or movies. I am more of cops and robbers guy. Honestly I have gotten to the point where outside of watching “The Braves” my TV watching is pretty limited as is my conversations with my wife who…

Sunday is Father’s Day. Father’s Day has never meant too much to me. Both my parents died when I was young so I never really got to know either of them and I have never been a father. I never really dwell on either. One I had no control, the other was a mutual decision.…

They say writing is therapeutic. I think it is true. I guess the whole reason for this blog is therapy. I’m not writing to see how many people read this jumbled up rambling thoughts of a aging gasbag but it is therapeutic to bang on a keyboard to release my thoughts as an aging gasbag.…

Homegrown tomatoes home grown tomatoesWha’d life be without homegrown tomatoesOnly two things money can’t buyThat’s true love and homegrown tomatoes Every year around this time, I go to Spotify and I crank up Guy Clark’s “Homegrown Tomatoes” because it is that time of year boys and girls. Cherokee Purples, Brandywine, Big Boy, Better Boy, Celebrity,…

One of the greatest phrases in the English language to me is, “Pitchers and catchers will be reporting in two weeks.” Number One, it tells me that spring is just around the corner, and it also tells me the Bravos are getting ready for camp and that in a matter of months my heart will…

My love affair with Borden’s Eagle Brand Condensed Milk started when I was a mere child. My mother used to make some sort of cherry pie with this sweet, milky, creamy, heavenly concoction. She would always give me the lid and I would lick the remaining milk and then go digging in the trash can…

Come gather ’round peopleWherever you roamAnd admit that the watersAround you have grownAnd accept it that soonYou’ll be drenched to the bone.If your time to youIs worth savin’Then you better start swimmin’Or you’ll sink like a stoneFor the times they are a-changin’. So I was watching TV the other day and some commercial featuring Bob…

I have always had pets of some kind. Mostly dogs but I’ve had cats as well at some point in my life. Alphonso, a black cat, with one good eye and three teeth lived to be 21 years old. They didn’t get much better than Al. Years later my wife Rebecca said there was a…

I find myself fascinated about the uproar that a sixteen year old white kid from Kentucky with a smirk on his face wearing a MAGA hat has caused in this country. A two minute video has turned this country upside down. Networks have gone crazy over this white kid from Kentucky with the smirk on…