A social media friend of mine shared a link to a video of John Wayne throwing a kid into deep creek. Actually it was John Wayne playing the title character from the movie, Hondo. And the movie was based on the book, by the same name, written by Louis L’Amour. His books were partly the products of imagination and largely … The rest of the story…
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All I said was, “Thank you for your help.” But I said it to a faker. An AI tool. And it took over 2200 words to figure out how it would respond to my thanks. Enjoy the full Vulcan journey. Or tldr it and skip to the end. The user’s question is “Thank you for your help” Which seems like … The rest of the story…
We can all be wrong. Or some can be right and some wrong. But we can’t all be right. And I say the inexplicable universe makes total, logical sense. Because it’s designed by a Creator who is greater than all the ingredients in the universe. His words created all of them. And I just know you agree with me. Right? … The rest of the story…
Back To The Future. I’d say there’s a good chance you saw that movie. So, you probably remember that certain song by Huey Lewis and the News. The power of Love. It’s catchy. Huey sings it well. And it’s got a good beat. But the Power of Love song is just a song. The real POWER of love I’m always … The rest of the story…
It was in the story of The Good Samaritan. And it’s been right here in the good ol’ U S of A for my whole life. And even further back than that. Yeah, the apathy is all around. And the apathy grows colder and colder now. I wrote about it in a harsh song about 34 years ago. And the … The rest of the story…
I woke up this morning and saw the same stories in the news again. Too many fires. And too many people with questions. And not many who shared how Living Water is the answer. So, you know what that means. Too many more fires to come. But this ain’t about too many fires burning down forests, prairies, or houses. It’s … The rest of the story…
Sometimes I remember better days like this. Lying on a warm sidewalk, in the first week of June. Just a young boy, on Summer vacation, in a small Kansas town, with nothing much to do but enjoy the warm sidewalk and ponder big thoughts. Yeah, when I remember better days, big thoughts are always included. Because I always wanted to … The rest of the story…
It’s such a blast to make music. I’ve been doing it since I was a little kid. I can remember getting a very small metal set of drums for my birthday when I was 5. At least I think it was my fifth birthday. But that’s not the point. The point is that I bet my parents and grandparents regretted … The rest of the story…
Okie dokie. Get out your comfortable bamboo mat and get in a cross-legged sitting position on the floor in your favorite room. And welcome to Meditation for Beginners. It’s a class for kids from 8 to 80. And after this first lesson, if you’re not ecstatic about how much better you feel, I’ll triple your money back. Are you ready? … The rest of the story…
Hey kiddos! Have you read or heard someone say, “If matter’s all there is, then nothing really matters.” Whether you’ve heard or read it or not, I’m the one who said it. And I said it for a very good reason. Because you’re the only you. But, come to think of it, who cares? Right? If nothing really matters, then … The rest of the story…
(this is for adults, don’t watch kiddos) One of my collections of real kids songs is called Kiddin’ Around. When it first came out, I sold a bunch of CD’s. Yes, those plastic discs that you actually had to put in a CD player to be able to hear the music. Crazy, right? The reason I call them real kids … The rest of the story…
If you wanna get somebody to do whatever you tell them to, whenever you want them to, then fear is the key. Because somebody’s who’s afraid of you or what you might do to them is so much easier to control. I learned how fear is the key way back in the 7th grade. Because I was what, these days, … The rest of the story…
So, as I write this, there’s only one more week of March winds. Because there’s only one more week of March 2025. And as much as they’ve been blowing around here in the heart of the heartland, there oughta be plenty of April showers. What do March winds have to do with April showers? You didn’t seriously just ask that … The rest of the story…
There I stood. In between the guitar player’s loud amp and the drummer’s crash cymbal. That’s where my equipment had been placed on a stage in front of business executives. Things had already fallen behind a bit. So, there was no time to rearrange anything. So, that’s where I was for an hour and a half. And take my advice. … The rest of the story…
Maybe he’s visited you in the middle of the night. Or the wee hours of the morning before the sun even starts to wake up. I hope not. Because he’s one of the darkest, meanest, sneakiest bad guys you’ll ever meet. He’s SleepyMan. And he loves the wee hours because that’s when his powers are mighty. His stupor powers. Not … The rest of the story…
Hey kiddos. Repeat after me. Metamorphosis. Wow. Now, that’s a word they should change into something easier to say. Right? Hey, wait a second. Eureka! That’s it! We could use the word, change. But metamorphosis is a drastic change. Like what a caterpillar goes through to become a beautiful butterfly. Yeah, you just about can’t find a more drastic change … The rest of the story…
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 … The rest of the story…
What if you were the first person on Earth that God ever created? First thing is, you’d be a man. Because God created a man, first. But then, what if He brought you a lot of animals and birds and asked you to name them? Can you even imagine what you might say? Remember, you’d be the first person on … The rest of the story…
So, I reached the end of the comic book, but I kept reading. Because in the back of the magazine was a way to get a sea monkeys kit. And what blonde-haired, blue-eyed American boy wouldn’t want one of those? What?! You think there’s no such thing as a sea monkeys kit? Well, it was advertised right there in a … The rest of the story…
There I was, a nine year old boy in the attic of a very old country house at the end of a dusty Kansas road. Well, it wasn’t actually the end of the road if you had the right kind of vehicle. The kind that could drive down the rocky incline, through the shallow creek, and up the other side … The rest of the story…