Ask me any five questions, I dare you.

I was coddiwompling around the old social media thingamabob this past weekend for just a few minutes, and one of my 642 “friends” (most whom I have never met) shared a post from like seven years ago — wait! — can Facebook really be that old? No, it wasn’t some snarky, punk message superimposed over […]

Oh Pikachu, say it ain’t so.

Dangblabitall! You know, I was really feeling kinda groovy and thought I had pretty much escaped with my dignity intact. A few years back, oh about the time my boys became teenagers and girls started occupying more of their thoughts than little Japanese monsters with funny names, I figuratively wiped the sweat from my brow, […]

Holy inside the Beltway, Batman!

Yeah, yeah. I know. It’s old news. Political elites violate tons of rules and with nary a slap on their pocket-picking hands for repercussions. Queen of the Damned Hillary Clinton, those pesky, and mean honky Republicans and of course James Comey, Director of the ever-lovin’ Federal Bureau of Investigations. After Comey completed his July 4 […]

Peanut Gallery (that would be you) to the rescue!

So, Monday night I was lulled to sleep by the soundtrack, dialogue and carnage that is that cinematic masterpiece Killer Klowns From Outer Space, and somewhere between evil Klown snickering and screams, just before my brain turned off, I thought, “Rats. I didn’t write that column . . .” * * * Good morning, happy […]

July 4 thought: All good Americans should whine

It’s Monday morning. I’ve gotten to the office an hour early. It’s 7 a.m. I opened up the shop, turned the lights on, made the week’s first pot of coffee. This is a good part of my Monday routine. Silence. No one here to ask questions, look for solutions to problems; nobody in need of […]

So, a snake fell on your feet and . . .

I know, I know. Many, dare I say most, of you think of me as this manly mans man kinda guy. If I had another name it might be Guy Man. Alas, I don’t have another name. I am just plain old, ever-lovin’ and affable Don Rush. Hate to break it to you, but I […]

First, bless the clicker, then the opera

This Jottings ran on June 10, 2009.I make a lot of smart-aleck remarks to strangers. And, thankfully, I usually get a smile.I saw a woman in a grocery store with an overflowing basket of goods. I asked, “Have you got room for anything else?”She smiled, “Hopefully, only one more thing.”At a plant sale I saw […]

First a story, then a letter to a senator

This Jim’s Jottings first appeared on June 20, 2007.I have two reasons to believe this story is acceptable for a community newspaper. First, it was told to me in the Flint Elks Club men’s room, and second, my daughter said it was ok.An Irishman has been doctoring for some time, and this was the day […]

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

By Don Rush There is moocho-grand-ay (thank you god of phonetic spelling) angst, and turmoil in the world these days. Heck, you only have to read, listen or watch any media outlet to find the all the pain and suffering you need to sustain your desire to be sad. But, really, hasn’t there always been […]

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

By Don Rush There is moocho-grand-ay (thank you god of phonetic spelling) angst, and turmoil in the world these days. Heck, you only have to read, listen or watch any media outlet to find the all the pain and suffering you need to sustain your desire to be sad. But, really, hasn’t there always been […]