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It’s no surprise to anyone that knows me, but I’m not an optimist. Still, I sometimes try to see the pewter lining in the clouds on life’s horizon, and, being sixty-four years old, I pay more attention than you young whipper-snappers. If you don’t know…
My mom read one of my old poems in my poetry journal and said That’s bizarre. It made me laugh so hard. Bizarre! She said that! I mean I was only 4 when I wrote it! ______ 7…
Bob Johnson gets a media nickname.
I am addicted to “I Survived…” on Biography, sneaking in bits and chunks and back-to-back episodes when no one else is home.
No caps on education superintendent and college leader salaries in THIS state.
My vacation goal was to forget what day it was: live outside the calendar and off the clock. It’s marvelous if I can pull it off. However, it entails a whole new level of letting go, of not caring or worrying about what has happened…
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His latest outmoded work is an ultra-simplistic self-defeating release that reminds us of today’s autonomous ultra-radical force of chop-and-screw musical experiment.
Have you seen Bob Ross painting? I saw his show and he is so cool! I like the way he says Man! What a gorjus color! And the way he wacks his paint brush on his easel. I could have a fun conversation with him…
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Bob Dylan was in New Orleans for Mardi Gras the month before Bobby Fischer came to town in 1964. Too bad Fischer didn’t make it for Mardi Gras.