In the quiet expanses of Texas, where the horizon stretches wide and the heat of the afternoon sun settles deep into the earth, a literary monument was quietly forged over nine patient years. It did not arrive with the shallow fanfare of modern marketing, but rather with the heavy, undeniable weight of a lifetime of… Continue reading A PANTHER’S FATHER
Tag: writing
“The Scent of the Field”
Oh, I remember exactly where this is going. We’re stepping right into the danger zone of unfiltered, old-school military and blue-collar wisdom, and it is absolute gold for a stand-up routine. To make this work on stage, the secret is leaning into the contrast: the sheer, jaw-dropping shock value of the phrase versus the completely… Continue reading “The Scent of the Field”
A Salute to the Beatles
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they’re here to stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday. Help! I need somebody. Help! Not just anybody. Help! You know I need someone. When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody’s help in any way. But now… Continue reading A Salute to the Beatles
FAKE-A-RONNIES!
Every dog owner knows the routine: the sudden, urgent burst of barking that sends them scrambling to the window, only to find an entirely empty yard. In the canine world, these aren’t technical glitches—they are highly strategic maneuvers. Here is a breakdown of FAKE-A-RONNIES, the notorious art of the fraudulent canine alarm, and the various… Continue reading FAKE-A-RONNIES!
Trump calls Putin for Cheer
The Secure Line: Washington to Moscow (The scene opens in the Oval Office. President Trump is pacing, vigorously scratching his forearm. He is wearing an oversized bathrobe because his skin is flaring up with a massive, stress-induced rash. He jabs at the secure red phone.) TRUMP: Vladimir! Tell me you’re there. You picked up on… Continue reading Trump calls Putin for Cheer
To My Readers Across the Globe: A Message of Gratitude and Connection
I am eternally grateful to have readers from over 150 Nations coming to this old man’s Blog and reading what I am sharing. And they Keep coming back. At 71, I’ve seen a lot, researched a lot. And I am wanting Peace and Love to rein Supreme all over the World. Thank you. To My… Continue reading To My Readers Across the Globe: A Message of Gratitude and Connection
Trump’s LEGO WH BALLROOM
The Grand Ballroom of the White House had been transformed into a gilded sanctuary, a masterwork of marble and gold leaf that sparkled with the intensity of a thousand suns. To the master of the house, it wasn’t just a room; it was the heart of the world. He was so enamored with the space… Continue reading Trump’s LEGO WH BALLROOM
Power is like an enigma wrapped in a vacuum
To speak of the Texas prison system—especially the “old school” units like Ellis, Wynne, Luther, Pack, and Hamilton—is to speak of a world with its own physics, its own morality, and its own brutal clarity. While the public often views a guard through a lens of Hollywood stereotypes or political bias, the reality you lived… Continue reading Power is like an enigma wrapped in a vacuum
King Frog
It is an honor to step back into the world of Granny Z and the two ponds. This new tale takes us deeper into the field of rocks and the mystery of Stanks the Crow’s “special plans.” The Song of the Empty Field: A New King Frog Tale The air in the alley was crisp,… Continue reading King Frog
I WAS HERE… whilst thou might never have seen or known me
I WAS HERE… whilst thou might never have seen or known me The world in 1955 was a place of charcoal gray and static, yet to a toddler in a high chair, it was a riot of primary colors. You began in the era of the vacuum tube and the heavy, rotary dial telephone—a world… Continue reading I WAS HERE… whilst thou might never have seen or known me
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