As promised, here’s the Humor in Uniform story that was selected by you readers and a virtual coin toss. When I was in the Navy and deployed to the Mediterranean Sea back in 1992, we stopped for a port visit in a little city called Cagliari on the island of Sardinia. We were only going to be there for two days and I had duty on one of those days so just one day of liberty for me. I’m sure…
You guys remember the 100 Year Old Beer right? If not, click the link and refresh your memory. If you never knew about him, click the link and find out about this long term acquaintance of mine. You all caught up now? Good. Let’s proceed. When I wrote about my fermented friend before, I had a plan to drink him with my bigger (quite often fermented) friend Rich one day. Well, as you probably know, my traitorous liver has now…
OK, it’s not really a 100 years old. It’s only 14 years old. What in the hell am I talking about? Why it’s this one can of beer I’ve had in my fridge that whole time. I’m sure a few questions leap to mind. Why do you have a 14 year old beer in your fridge? Why do you call it a 100 year old beer? What do you plan to do with this can of beer? Are you retarded…
If you are a Baby Boomer or Gen X then you probably remember the TV show Cheers. Millennials and Gen Z might not but maybe they caught it on The Netflix. Cheers was the local watering hole for a bunch of colorful characters who made it their home away from home. The bar was helmed by Sam Malone along with his fellow bartenders Coach and Woody, and his cocktail waitresses Diane and Carla. Rebecca came in later to help him…
Not those kind of dreads! BTW, that’s my friend Liz Kidder. She’s a kick ass thru-hiker and an accomplished dreads artist. Sometimes I’ll bring up my blog and hit the widget on the side of the page that brings up a random blog post I wrote. How narcissistic is that? Today’s random post was one I wrote back in 2017 that was a prompt from the below book. I had to list things that I dread during the day. When…
I’ve been on a 90’s kick here recently. Not sure why. Maybe because I almost died and the 90’s remind me of a time in my life when I was a young adult and very much alive! A lot of good things happened to me back then. A lot of bad things happened too. When I package it all up and look at it as a whole, it comes off as a Bitter Sweet memory. For some reason every time…
This is a story about one of those times. Sometime around aught 03, I thought that would sound cool but it just doesn’t have the same ring as it did when people were talking about the 1900’s. Let’s try again. Sometime around 2003, I was working in Oxnard California as a civilian technical representative for the Navy. This job required a lot of travel to work on ships in different port cities. I got a two week assignment to work…
More like too many projects in my Scrivener folder. I briefly mentioned before that I was working on three books a couple months ago. Since then, I started working on a short story and another novel. I thought I would be devoting the lion’s share of my writing efforts to Finn’s Descent, the follow up book to Sawyer’s Run. I have the general outline of the book laid out and written a few chapters but then the story stalled out….
Yes, this is a hiking story. Yes, River, it’s a long one. Much like my sex life, I store it up for a long time and then release it in one big bang! Unlike my sex life, this will last longer. You’ll notice I didn’t file this one under the Epic Trail Fails category. That’s because, other than a couple of falls and a much too close encounter with lightning, there was no fail. The Virginia Triple Crown of hiking…
Remember back when I had big plans for The Hundred Year Old Beer and Arnie the Armadillo? Well, I haven’t been very good at keeping to those plans. Poor old HYOB and Arnie have sat in the rig while Michelle and I have been out exploring. I recently remedied that situation when we visited Mesa Verde National Park in Colorado. Take a gander… Now we will return you to your regularly scheduled programming.