In 1989, I had been back in Colorado for about a year. And I was in my little apartment, B17 (yeah, like the old Olivia Newton-John song), listening to the cool variety of music on FM station, KBCO. Because they had this segment they called “Home Grown.” And I had sent a song of mine in to them. But they didn’t send out advance … Read the rest…
Homo sapiens. The pinnacle of design. And incredibly, almost incomprehensibly complex. But even the fittest, most sophisticated models break down. And that’s in spite of all the mechanisms installed to help them function at optimum levels. If you’re a homo sapiens, here’s one example you might find interesting. (And by the way…if you’re reading this, you fall into this category. At least if you’re … Read the rest…
Yeah, it only takes 23 chromosomes to create the person you know as “myself.” Well, to be more accurate, it takes 23 from your mother and 23 from your father. But who’s counting. I mean besides DNA specialists, biologists, and other people who dive into such microscopic things. But you know who’s not counting? God. Why would God count to see if there are … Read the rest…
Are you still eating Christmas leftovers? If they have anything to do with baked goodies, then, by all means, carry on. Nothing wrong with helping that Christmas spirit linger a little longer. But one thing you definitely should avoid. And that’s a Christmas hangover. And if you’re wondering what a Christmas hangover is, then you don’t have one. But apparently a lot of people … Read the rest…
Well, it’s the big day. Christmas is here. And even in a challenging, lousy year like 2020 has been, it’s still awesome. But wouldn’t it be great if people could realize how much more it means? Because, if they could, they might understand how the whole reason for Christmas is the Gift that’s available every single day of every single year. Christmas is here … Read the rest…
A Vist From Saint Nicholas is definitely a famous poem. Almost everybody can remember at least the first four lines. ‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through house…not a creature was stirring. Not even a mouse. Remember? Yeah, it makes for rhythmic poetry. And it presents a great description of Santa Claus. But it’s as far removed from what Christmas is about as … Read the rest…
Imagine you’re a sheepherder. I know it’s a stretch. But go with me on this for a couple of minutes. OK, you’re a sheepherder out in a field at night. And all is calm. All is bright…clear sky, big stars. And you start to get a little sleepy and your mind starts to wander. Somewhere deep inside your thoughts is some sort of memory … Read the rest…