"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
It's almost a month since my father died and now I wander through the aftermath of the storm picking up the pieces. Sometimes I feel like I am wandering on a sandy beach picking up pieces of driftwood, marveling at the majesty of nature. One moment … [Continue reading]
We move on from Words Are For You to a month of silence into the new place where we wonder what comes next. I don't have the time to provide a proper post that fills in the blanks, gaps, nooks, and crannies for what I am referring to here. This … [Continue reading]
These words are for you. Your ears are who they are meant for. Along with the hope you'll hear, understand and listen. No one knows for certain what will happen if we walk down one path. But we know alone and apart is an unwanted … [Continue reading]
Someone asked why this place has been quiet for so long and I told them Traveling Jack has been engaged in multiple adventures in places without WiFi or cell service. They ask if the Shmata Queen has been a part of these or if Traveling Jack has … [Continue reading]
We elected a clown and incompetent boob who says he is trying to make America great. How many school shootings have we seen since he was put in office? That doesn't mean I am ignoring Las Vegas or the other horrors he seems to claim are committed … [Continue reading]
