Herein there's more randomness with special guest start Jack Lockhard as Rev. Oslo Netfetter. Just a couple things this time. I fear that much of my Bennie work is lost to the ages but hey, it's always fun to see the weird and mildly angry stuff I wrote in my younger days. The Further Adventures… Continue reading Time Machine – More Bennie Bromstein Fun
Once upon a time I was cool. OK, that's a lie because I have never been cool. Ever. I shrug off coolness like a really frilly shawl on a hot day. I am just not made for cool. So let's just say a long, long time ago I did 'zines with friends. This was after… Continue reading Back in the Day – The Eyes of Bennie Bromstein circa 2011
In which I talk about loss and those souls we meet who raise a light for the rest of us to see by.
To say that the time we are living in his surreal is an understatement but to say that they are historic is spot on. We are living in the middle of history. Big History. The sort of history classes are framed around. Sure, this era has been an historic one for a lot of reasons… Continue reading Living In The Folds Of History
When I lost mom I felt like I was falling. Falling and would never stop falling. There was only down. When my mom entered hospice it came with it a surreal feeling of deja vu. Wasn’t she already IN hospice care? You see, for several months mom’s health had been declining and in that she… Continue reading There Is Only Down
In which I talk about the conundrum of idol worship.
Around this time of year it's natural to look to the past, to assess the present, and to think about the future. It's natural and it's good. Good to remember where we were, where we are, and where we wanna be. Perspective. It's all about perspective. The trouble is when we stay too long in… Continue reading Thankful
When it comes to the end of the year and holidays, we sure do get possessive of things. Our Once In A While faith becoming ingrained dogma so that anyone that doesn’t celebrate things the way we feel that they should is shamed and castigated. You’re Doing It Wrong we shout! How Dare You! We… Continue reading Make It Yours
When I was a kid I had a handful of things I wanted to do. I wanted to do the things that I thought would be fun and make my life happy. It doesn’t mean I COULD do those things, but I wanted to. The ceiling started pushing down on me though in 9th grade… Continue reading Through
If you’re asking me, I’d offer that it’s a fool that makes idols of people. We’re a fallible lot. We are mistakes tumbling through history trying to pick up enough good deeds along the way to outshine the trouble we cause or get into. People are a mess. Humans are the dumpster fires of the… Continue reading Broken Idols