In the middle of the 1970’s I went to college. And like countless other freshmen, I went to orientation, found my dorm, and explored the campus. It was academically exciting to me. For a little while at least. But the idyllic luster faded pretty fast. And I needed an outlet for my frustration with “higher learning.” Fortunately, that outlet took the form of study … Read the rest…
George Washington was the first president of the United States of America. And I’m starting out with that sentence because, believe it or not, lots of Americans don’t know that. And a lot of other Americans must’ve forgotten about him. Because I’ve heard another, more recent name, mentioned as “the greatest president ever.” To that, I can only say, “Hardly.” And I’m writing about … Read the rest…
Have you ever noticed how easy it is to be selfish? And how difficult it is to be merciful, kind, patient, and humble? And it all starts when you’re a little kid. Don’t believe me? Then, I’d say you either don’t have kids or you’ve never seen them together in a room full of toys. You’re more likely to see them pitch a fit … Read the rest…
When I was a kid, there was a saying…you might even call it sort of a motto. Cheaters Never Win and Winners Never Cheat. And if you got caught cheating, whether it was in sports, academics, or even snagging somebody’s #2 pencil, there was punishment. And even ridicule in front of the class sometimes. Cheaters never win because they don’t achieve on their own … Read the rest…
You don’t need radiometric dating to discover the first rock-n-roll song to top the Billboard charts was written by a guy from the 1800’s. But you DO need to know how that’s even possible. And I’m here to share a little bit about it. Plus, I’ll show you how timing is everything. But what’s radiometric dating got to do with rock-n-roll? Well, patience my … Read the rest…
Apparently the idea of good vibrations dates all the way back to ancient Greece. A few years back I got on a whole body vibration machine. And I think those Greeks were on to something. Because, even though I didn’t try to count and see if my muscles contracted and relaxed 30 times each second, it sure felt like it. And that’s supposed to be … Read the rest…
Journey with me, back to a time when masks weren’t required to…well…just about anything. Except maybe to rob a bank of convenience store. Back to a time when music and fire fused together for a hit song. And I didn’t care about it nearly as much as a particular objet du désir; or objeto del deseo. Or for those of you still wandering around in … Read the rest…