What in the tarnation is going on in the classrooms?

Since Mr. Don Rush did nothing this past weekend that resembled labor (aside from keeping camp fires blazing) and since this is the first week of school for many of you, he thought he would harken back to those thrilling days of yesteryear when Number One Son (Shamus) first started attending public schools. This “gem” […]

Hitchcock has nothing to do with by bird (superstitions)

I think you readers should feel pretty darned lucky you don’t have go down the old rabbit hole of my mind when I start thinking about writing another Don’t Rush Me column. I start with an idea and soon the synapses (or would that be synapsi?) start firing. Left, right, up, down, forward and back. […]

Remind me again, why did I like playing football?

Do you sense it? Can you feel it? I know I can and praise be! It has been too long of a hot summer with too much hanky-panky (even for a presidential campaign season) you just knew something had to give. Me, I think the gods — those Titans of The Gridiron Realm — have […]

Long, hot summer & playing in the rain.

I think I spent way too much time on-line this past Monday morning trying to find out our relatively local seasonal weather statistics “But why Donald,” you are asking, “when you have lived over half of your life expectancy did you waste your precious time on such a folly? You know, you will never get […]

If you don’t know it’s your own danged fault.

So, last week in these parts we had local elections. Regular Joes and Joettes “flocked” to their local polling stations to take part in, and exercise their rights in this, the American Democratic Experiment (ADE for short). By the way, when I say “flocked” I mean somewhere south of 30 percent of the voting populace […]

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 […]

Presidential conventions show ‘we’ mean little

Oh, be still my beating, black-as-the-Ace-of-Spades heart. We “lucky” to be alive now Americans are in the midst of yet another presidential election, and ain’t it fun? These two weeks, every four years, are the most entertaining (and infuriating) 14 days of the political cycle. This year’s spectical has exposed how broken and corrupt our […]

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 […]