Posted on June 3, 2014 by Dwayne And, here we go again, again an endless series of mundane thoughts and senseless drivel. It ain’t so bad though, it’s my thoughts and my drivel. You have the choice to take it or leave it. Of course I’d always prefer you take it, that’s the point isn’t …
Originally posted on April 26, 2014 by Dwayne I think “Here We Go Again” is a title of an old song, can’t be sure though and it really doesn’t matter. In this sense it only means here I go, putting up another very late post. I see it’s not been since January of this year …
You could feel it as you entered the building. You could smell it, it permeated the air and imbued the arena with it’s power. The ‘it’ in question was testosterone, and lots of it. I was at the ice rink with my brother-in-law to watch my niece play hockey, and operate the clock for the score …
I can’t explain it, and maybe it’s foolhardy to try. Can it be so simple as to ‘Build it and they will come’? The quote is a derivation of the famous quote from the movie “Field of Dreams” and in the show the “it” they are referring to is a baseball field. Kevin Costner, as …
It’s like Central Station here. I came for a coffee and some quiet but so far only the java has been found. My car is in for repair, or rather my wife’s car, and to kill some time I walked to our local plaza to spend the hour or so the repair should take. I …
While it has been a while (again) since I’ve posted it seems like little has changed. My blogging life has waned a touch but my online life has not. There is still a web presence to maintain on a couple sites and since my last post here I’ve acquired the duties of webmaster for a …
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder but I’m pretty sure that only applies to a few situations. Perhaps that only pertains to loving relationships, not errant bloggers. Lately I feel like one of those bloggers. I’m MIA, “missing in action”. Certainly it does not apply to those who profess to love the art …
Originally posted on Morning Story and Dilbert: “A little boy was in a relative’s wedding. As he was coming down the aisle, he would take two steps, stop, and turn to the crowd. While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and roar. So it went, step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR, …
Originally posted on Living In The Now: Thought provoking, Thank you.