Kids can be mean. Now, I guess, it’s called bullying and is a big no no. In my kid days, it was just being an asshole. I assume every kid was an asshole at one time or another. I was…more than once, but many times I was justified being an Read More …

I wrote a song a few years back about a haunted house I visited when I was a kid. It was on someone’s property like an aunt’s father’s big brother’s Papaw or something like that. The property was very close to the Gulf of Mexico and when we drove down Read More …

I learned a lot in school, but mostly stuff that didn’t really further my cause all that much. Most of my real life lessons have hurt. Usually in fines or repair bills, sometimes both. And sometimes there was physical pain and misery. I was out with my buddies one night Read More …

I went to my sophomore year of high school in Taiwan at a school that was fairly easy on dress code and personal freedom of the students. I wore blue jeans and t-shirts, my hair was long, I wore sandals or no shoes at all much of the time. We Read More …

Skateboards. Kids ride em, some adults do too. They flip them, go over swimming pools edges with them, jump over things with em, and all manner of tricks. And the boards are ergonomically correct, designed to do all those tricks, made out of specially fabricated, layered, composite materials that are Read More …

Yesterday was St. Patty’s Day. That is always a musical holiday for me; Mostly playing in bars for drunk people. And as usual, I had numerous gigs this last weekend with the punch line for the whole mess on Sunday, St. Patty’s day in the real. I used to play Read More …

I went to New Orleans one night to see my favorite rock band, Mountain. They played in the Tulane arena. I went with friends all packed into my car to drive the ninety miles from Ocean Springs to the city. I’d seen Mountain before, and I regularly played their tapes Read More …