Among the spoils of a recent haul of old books was a quaint little volume first published in 1959 called What will I be from A to Z, written by…
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There once was a young boy named Jimmy who across his dark room saw a shimmy As the shimmy drew near him a sensation gripped young Jim Cried poor Jimmy,…
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I have already chronicled the peculiar joy-cum-horror that is a Goodwill Outlet store in my previous entry, A Dirty Habit Revealed found here, so I won’t elaborate on the experience,…
Depression is a sinister identity thief that seeps into every aspect of your life, striving to remove the person you were born and leave behind a hollowed and withered shell….
Those Brigadoon memories of a long gone community that went by the name of Carrollton are beginning to evaporate. Those vivid, brilliant visions of summer nights and streetlights and wanderings…
“In plain terms, Johnny was and is the North Star; you could guide your ship by him — the greatest of the greats then and now. Truly he is what…
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When I look at this photograph of Pete it startles me into a sense of just how far he has progressed and by progression I don’t mean his significant strides…
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Straight out of the gate I want to be very clear about something. The message of this discussion and my preaching on this particular subject is grossly hypocritical. I have…
Purists would say that it’s Johnny B. Goode, or Maybelline, or Rock And Roll Music, or Sweet Little Sixteen, or Roll Over Beethoven, or Brown Eyed Handsome Man and they…
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Word. Check it out while I break this down, Ba-ba-ba-bargains! Buh- -buh- -buh- -bargains Ba-ba-ba-bargains! Buh- -buh- -buh- -bargains You see I got a little problem with the Salvation Army…
I love my hugger pillow Though she has no arms or head She’s always waiting there for me when I climb into bed She greets me every evening with…
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I was driving home just now, mindless highway driving after a day of errands and tasks. Another bitter January day of the type that come in bunches when you couldn’t…
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