Mumbling in the Dark or Tales from Detroit


Pro-Lifers Ain’t Pro-Life

So, the Pumpkinfuhrer has nominated someone for the Supreme Court vacancy. Not gonna get into the hypocrisy of the Republicans over their 0 to 60 rush to confirm. I mean, their hypocrisy is kinda well known and expected of that spineless bunch. And, while it’s my opinion that Amy ConeyRead More …

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Looking For the Four Horsemen or Someone Like Them

If I were a Christian, or any western religion that had a vengeful god at the top of the totem pole, I’d be a tad worried. Maybe a few would be elated if they leaned toward the old rapture scenario but overall I would think worry would prevail. First TrumpyRead More …

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Happy Birthday, Richard

I’ve had only two really close male friends in my life. There was Spike, gone 10 years or more now. He was perhaps the most formative person in my life. Much of my attitude, my beliefs came from him. He came into my life at a crucial moment, a timeRead More …

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The Last Time I Saw Richard

The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in 68 and he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday, cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe. ~Joni Mitchell I’m old and late in the evening comes pretty early for me. Those few folks who mightRead More …

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Getting Old

It’s said that getting old ain’t for sissies. True, that. It ain’t the aches and pains, the three trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night, the weird medical shit that pops up, the eyesight failing, the hearing loss, the fear of falling, the giving up of foodsRead More …

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Pooping on Boulders

So, the city of Detroit decided to put boulders in all the city parks. Well, I’m pretty sure all of them though I’ve only noticed them in the parks I either go to or pass by on my way to somewhere else. Anyway, they put them in Eliza Howell parkRead More …

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Pusher Man

Okay, I know this is selfish of me and even puts me in the questionable role of ‘pusher man’ but I want to get my dogs addicted to drugs, specifically the drug with the street name Coffee. Why, you might ask. Why would I want to do this despicable thing?Read More …

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Alien Abduction

Out in the park with the boys this morning, walking on the street rather than the trail because the grass is high and mama deer park their baby deer in the high grass and I didn’t want the boys stumbling across one. Red in tooth and claw and all that.Read More …

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The Grand Adventure of Boomer and Jes

“Where are we?” asked Boomer “How do I know, we’ve never been here before,” replied Jes. “That’s not terribly helpful.” “Well, you’re the one who thought jumping the fence was a good idea.” “Well you followed.” “I wasn’t about to let you wander around loose. You’d get in sooo muchRead More …

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Wildlife in the D

Before they started tearing down all the abandoned and burned out houses in the neighborhood, I used to enjoy walking about at dusk and watching the bats streak about the sky, sucking up all the annoying bugs that plague us in the hellish summers of Detroit. They’re all but goneRead More …

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Repurposing Lawyer Jokes

Back in my working days I used to collect lawyer jokes. Seemed an appropriate thing to do as I spent nearly 30 years working around them and developed an intense dislike for 90+% of them. Which isn’t to say there weren’t really good ones. I met quite a few duringRead More …

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Lather

The album Crown of Creation by Jefferson Airplane was released in September 1968, a month before my 20th birthday. It wasn’t near as good as Surrealistic Pillow but it had some good songs on it, Lather being one of them (and for the record, I rather liked After Bathing atRead More …

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Been Awhile

So, I’ve decided to resurrect this blog. Not that I expect anyone will read it but having two novels and a book of short stories out there that hardly anyone has read, I’m kind of use to that. It’s been a weird 18 months for me, fraught with many aRead More …

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Sunday Brunch

Impossible things #3: waiting the 6 minutes for the coffee to steep in the French Press first thing in the morning. I don’t have a problem with a California stop. I’m also not averse to slipping slowly through a red light at midnight on a deserted street. Here in theRead More …

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Gregor Pulls at the Feet of the Rising Phoenix

Imagine that I, along with several thousand others, owe you an amount of money. While we accept that we do indeed owe you money, the basis for the amount owed is disputed by us as it is predicated on false assumptions, assumptions that most everyone knowledgeable of the circumstances agreesRead More …

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