You know how it is sometimes. You have time to think and your mind will take you on a wonderful odyssey — ones full of excitement, danger and sometimes even love (which is fraught with so much peril that it is the Number One subject of nearly all books ever published!) Since the end of […]
Don’t know what it is about this time of the year, but every year ? oh, for the last 15 years or so, the end of August, through the rest of fall, I pick to sew later, seeds. I like collecting and drying peas and beans and tomato seeds for next year’s garden. I like […]
Hey, it’s Labor Day weekend and I wanna? take a break . . . so here is an oldie but a goodie from 2004. Read, smile and I hope, enjoy. — DPR * * * Sept. 1, 2004 — Last week I got some great news. News that had me whistling happy tunes, snapping my […]
‘I am embarrassed,? the woman on the other end of my office phone told me . . . and then she told me her concerns. Hmm? Well damn. * * * I will be the first to admit when the school bells commence to ring, announcing the start of a new school year, I feel […]
Multicolored and whimsical clown cars twirl about, zigging and zagging pounding the walls inside my skull; piped in between my ears, circus music swirls around, skimming across the fast becoming smoother ridges of the glob of goo that once was my gray matter. My addled brain only gets addleder the more I observe the farce […]
For the past — oh, three, four or five months my knees have hurt. First one, the right, then the other (which, if you’re keep track, would be the left). And, well, it kinda bums me out, because I had started walking like four days a week and was getting really good at it! I […]
It must be genetic. There has to be something in my Deoxyribonucleic acid that makes me such an expert. My blue-collar dad was always fussy about how his clothes fit. The buttons on his shirt had to line up with his belt buckle and zipper on his trousers. I think he called it his ‘gig […]
While fall in Michigan is really a thing of beauty, brilliant fired oranges, reds and yellows in the trees, a sky of blue and plaid shirts of flannel, it is also kinda a sad time, too. At least for me. It’s the time of the year I say, ‘Fair thee well? to my gardens of […]
A few years ago, right here in the hallowed halls of Don’t Rush Me-dom, I opined about this dude. This guy who is like a Detroit Lions superfan. His name, Denny Arney. I was just thinking about Denny this past Sunday, as your Detroit Lions finally broke into the winning column by downing the dreaded […]
March 11, 2007 is a day burned into my memory. Much like Aug. 16, 1977. I remember those dates with sadness. I don’t remember too many other dates, anniversaries or birthdays. I am a frivolous sort. * * * I knew it was the time of year when the governmental powers that be would once […]