Cute little riddle

I’ve been to High Point, South Point, and the Northern most longitude. You must visit Funk and Loveland. Mount Gee is a great place to get high. It’s round on the end and “HI” in the middle. Don’t you think that’s a cute little riddle? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4QmI9t0LfDU listen to the music Advertisements

The Bed and Breakfast

I was standing in line at the Portsmouth Ramada Inn waiting to check my reservation. Surprise surprise, just like that old Seinfeld episode they took my reservation but they didn’t hold the reservation. Plan B, the clerk called the B&B up the Ohio River and got me a suite at the Riverside Bed and Breakfast.  My travels…

Dance The Dance

Originally posted on touchdownohio:
The highest form of art and athletics is dance; you have the opportunity to perform everyday. Do your dance. Mimic other forms and start the juices flowing but, dance the dance. It’s your own private statement. Others do not have to see you dance. But dance that dance. Your life will not reach total fulfillment until you…

My First Frat Party

Since the advent of John Belushi’s Animal House the abbreviation “FRAT” has become the abreviation for Fraternity. Let me say loud and clear that my best friends, my best buddies, and my comrades are not FRAT Brothers. We are members of a secret esoteric society. We will not help each other bury a dead body…

the history of marriage?

I haven’t talked to any authorities. This interesting article by Sara Boboltz is very provocative

I’m building a shipping container building.

  I’m building a shipping container building. I’ve lived big and larger. I’ve lived in the mountains and on the water. I’ve stayed at Five-Star resorts and the Rice Motel in Tennessee. I’ve slept in a 50 square foot bunk room and it was divine. I’ve spent a quarter in college sleeping in a 12…

this poem is mine

Mine It has taken a while to discover the artist for he was practicing the essay, chiseling the pavement, mixing the people of paint, bonding the metals and fabrics, and now with vision creating what no other could see feel or taste .. that is my purpose this poem is mine

Long Cold Winter

Cold wet rain, unusual for the month that gives us the chilliest days of winter. I’m living on a bluff above the Scioto, the waterway that splits the State and runs down to the big river that gives the region it’s name.  Almost every drop that hits my shelter wanders down to the bottom of…

10 of the Greatest Essays on Writing Ever Written

Originally posted on Flavorwire:
If there’s one topic that writers can be counted on to tackle at least once in their working lives, it’s writing itself. A good thing too, especially for all those aspiring writers out there looking for a little bit of guidance. For some winter inspiration and honing of your craft, here…

Dance The Dance

The highest form of art and athletics is dance; you have the opportunity to perform everyday. Do your dance. Mimic other forms and start the juices flowing but, dance the dance. It’s your own private statement. Others do not have to see you dance. But dance that dance. Your life will not reach total fulfillment until you find it. ……. Be…

insomnia

  we knew this day had to come the hawk from the north flew in with the wind freezing the worms dead in their tracks my flannel sheets have come out from hibernation warm’n my skin under the comforter my windows are closed for winter brrrrrrrr! it seems my best poems are lost on my…