Category Archives: Describe Your Ride

<img src="/images/49366-44812/Atlanta.jpg”>In front of the High Gallery, Atlanta. Last night, as I sat in my easy chair, half asleep, I remembered a time from long ago, when on Sunday mornings we’d take a trip to a little town outside of … Continue reading →

It’s the end of the year 2006 and I say, “What’s the big deal!” I have been here many times before and even though we hope for more—the end of the year really doesn’t mean that much anymore. One year … Continue reading →

The phrase “out of the box” is used to describe behavior that is not within the status quo. When we think about something in a different way from what our normal thought processes would be, we call it “thinking out … Continue reading →

It’s late afternoon on December 25th, 2006 and my mind is wondering about this celebration we call Christmas. I have always believed that traditonally we celebrated Christmas to remember the birth of Jesus. We raised our kids this way. I … Continue reading →

I can’t really say that one of the reasons my wife and I moved to North Carolina was because of the mild winters. I came with her in March of 1978 and we sun bathed in Moravian Falls, only to … Continue reading →

Once again it is Christmas time and all that that implies. This means for me long days at work and short nights mixed with lots of last minute present buying opportunities. Maybe next year we will step back and take … Continue reading →

A while back I was faced with one of those life dilemmas that pop up every so often. In the course of living, I have occasionally found myself at odds with someone over issues and perceptions of issues. In my … Continue reading →

Last night I was thinking that I would start a poem out with the statement that I have always wanted to use the word “undulate” in a poem. Undulate means: to move with a sinuous or wavelike motion; display a … Continue reading →

What can we really know about life itself and what does it really matter? It seems like we spend our lives trying to discover something that we only have a vague idea about in the first place. Some days it … Continue reading →

It is interesting to note how much stuff resides upstairs. By upstairs I mean our minds. I am fascinated by the poets who explore the places that most people don’t go to. I often think that we live within certain … Continue reading →