By Measures of Degree

There’s a frequent melody sung of late that goes something like this - Ohhh, the brain drain, the dear brain drain, what of the BRAAAAAIN DRAIN, what are we going to do?  It’s sort of catchy, it’s definitely got a groove.  It’s too similar though to this newer hit - Where did all the Woooooorkers… Continue reading By Measures of Degree

They Just Don’ Wanna Work

Another chestnut I love hearing these days is how ‘they’ don’ wanna work. You hear it a lot from business owners wringing their hands at people ‘not wanting to work’, the implication being these people, whomever they are, are both lazy and taking advantage of the system.  This has been a familiar refrain for years… Continue reading They Just Don’ Wanna Work

Eighteen Months – blog

Since Covid hit its stride in March of 2020 I had been out of the office I work at for eighteen months. Eighteen. I still remember the days leading to that day – Things were suddenly getting more and more dire in the country, despite the protestations of the President to the contrary. Internally our… Continue reading Eighteen Months – blog

…Comes Around

That saying can be a blessing and curse, I suppose. King would talk about the Wheel of Ka, a sort of folksy DARK TOWER version of karma, and how it would all come around. Maybe that’s so. The good and the bad. The sin and the blessing. We, the holy damned. When I lost my… Continue reading …Comes Around

The Wonders Of The World

It's been a very dark and enlightening life, these past seven months. Since losing my job last year I have struggled to keep my head up. There's a point where you are applying for so many jobs that you never hear from that you wonder if any of it matters at all. I kept at… Continue reading The Wonders Of The World

The Dark Days

Being just shy of forty-five, I have worked a lot of jobs. A lot of jobs. I started working when I was a teenager, doing occasional yard work for a neighbor for $5 an hour, which at the time seemed pretty amazing. From there I worked with my sister cleaning a couple offices my dad… Continue reading The Dark Days

Self Serving Lane

   I have posted about this before but I think it bears repeating. If it's your passion - you find a way to make it happen. BUT...Sometimes YOU need to make it happen. With the advent of donation websites artists are suddenly becoming fancy panhandlers, shaking their paint brushes and camera bags for money for projects they want… Continue reading Self Serving Lane

ZING!

So I am stuck working the front desk at work which means I can't really do my own job and am thus stuck manning phones and directing traffic. Well, I figured I might be able to get some writing in for the new book and started, well, got as far as a title for the… Continue reading ZING!