Prolly Albums Blog or Something

  When I read stuff like this I am reminded of how I felt that one time at a local pizza place.  I was maybe 20 years old , give or take, at the time.  Having just placed my order for their smackin’ tuna grinder, I stepped back to wait while another person stepped up […]

These past 2 days have been a joy of quiet. When the last stressor in my life departed in ugly fashion and the resulting lack of conflict became a reality the ringing slowly faded and I can’t hear it anymore even if I focus. Joy of Joys! It has been said that Tinnitis is a […]

It was when The Unforgiven came out and we were all teachers at a place that was transcendent and we were from all over the world, similarly aged – ish, in our 20’s. We had freedom, support, and the world was at our feet.

That was written on a t-shirt my favorite Aunt from childhood got me one time for Christmas. She loved my humor, and me hers, and we whopped it up every chance we could. I loved when she visited us at our new house because she would seek me out and hang out with me; dishing […]

Just take the 7 and 1/2 minutes, make it full screen, sit back….. It’s the only way to be vicarious and these fellas are having the

Sorting my young life was heady business in 1972. There was tumult all around me in society and I roamed the streets barefoot and shirtless soaking it all into my 5 year old mind.

We chose our words carefully, he said – The thing with a lot of people is that they need a lot of constant reassurances in order to keep on truckin’. People might suggest bread & circus, and then 89% would shuffle away, p’shaw’ing unevenly, and those left already have the problem solved. Sigh.