She just wanted to grab a few things at the grocery store. But after she paid for the groceries, she went out the store’s front door and was hit in the face with a gust of wind filled with snow. The ground was already covered with about four inches of the white powder. That meant the canyon road home was too. Thankfully, it was … Read the rest…
Category Archives: road stories
Let’s climb into my time travel ship and zoom way, way back to 1964. And let’s fly over the hilly countryside of Eastern Kansas. Look way down there. See those two little ants? Wait. Let’s fly down a little lower. Hey, those aren’t ants. It’s two young knuckleheads. Riding bikes down a trail in between a field of corn and a tree-lined creek. But … Read the rest…
35 years ago, today. That’s when my beautiful Elgielene became my wife. We zoomed up high in the Denver, Colorado skyline (for real) and shared our vows to stay together through come-what-may. Then, lo and behold, we’ve done it. And when I say we’ve been through some amazing things together, it’s no exaggeration. Those amazing things included 2 years of living together “on the … Read the rest…
I wrote a song about freedom. And it was a very me biased perspective. You probably can’t or won’t relate to the words at all when you read ’em. The main reason is, well, you’re not me. And that’s a mighty good thing. Anyway… My song about freedom was also influenced by life “on the road.” Yeah, for a few years of my life, … Read the rest…
Have you heard any of those marketers who talk about working on your laptop on a beach? Of course, that’s just so much hype and silliness. I’m not saying it can’t be done. But most hard-working entrepreneurs don’t live that life. So why does so much hype, like that, get spread all over the internet? Because it sounds so cool. Duh! Except, when you … Read the rest…
If you’re a fan, you might remember Cyndi Lauper singing “All Through The Night.” I don’t know how high it made it on the charts. But I know it was one of her hits. Here’s the chorus: We have no past we won’t reach back. Keep with me forward all through the night. And once we start the meter clicks, And it goes running … Read the rest…
I’ve always had a place I could go when I needed to drown out the noise of the world. Music. And when I was 22, I bought a piano. Not just a another electronic keyboard. Nope. An actual, upright piano. It was a Rudolph Aeolian. Oh man, it was sleek, had a clear, smooth tone, and I was thrilled. I discovered it in the … Read the rest…