Letters to My Son & Road Angels: author Kent Nerburn

She sat looking at me, keeping the pad turned to the page with the evidence on it. I didn't have a retort. I looked back at her with a 'So, go on' face. She did. "There is another contemporary author, Kent Nerburn, a theologian, and he points out the fact that no one wants to sit … Continue reading Letters to My Son & Road Angels: author Kent Nerburn

Balling For Taylor Swift

Balling for Taylor Swift caught my attention. Because before she showed up at an NFL football game, I didn't know much about her. Now I do. This is complex. There are permutations of complications. Oh sure, I'd heard the name, Taylor Swift, but never one song. Of the 1,700+ songs on my playlists - there's … Continue reading Balling For Taylor Swift

Best and Worst Jobs

The best and worst jobs (career) is, of course, subjective. However, I've had many and also lived 70+ years on the planet. In other words, I speak from much experience. Continuing with recent posts - here are my thoughts. There is a difference between choosing a job and a job choosing you. The former is, … Continue reading Best and Worst Jobs

The Messiah Complex and the Treehouse

The messiah complex is a state of mind in which a person believes they are the savior of the world. Usually the person can be found on a street corner or a soapbox. Or in a treehouse. The Book is titled A Hunter-Gatherer's Guide to the 21st Century, co-authored by a middle-aged married couple. Both of … Continue reading The Messiah Complex and the Treehouse

George Bernard Shaw: “a Tolstoy with jokes”

It's true! Or a David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest 100 years 'prior to'. I was introduced to Shaw's play Pygmalion (1914) sixty some years ago. When my mother took me by the hand and made me accompany her to My Fair Lady, a modern version of the theater performance, staring Julie Andrews and Rex Harrison. I can't recall … Continue reading George Bernard Shaw: “a Tolstoy with jokes”

Screwed without A Kiss

was a rough thing to accept twenty years ago; and is no easier today. Or maybe it is? After all, I'm older and more accepting and grateful - to still be here. Or is it something else? complacency? burn out? hopelessness? Here's the story My favorite intellectual, Robert Wright, just posted a reflection and look … Continue reading Screwed without A Kiss