For eons of time, we, the male sex, have appreciated, complimented, dated, and married those lovely girls of our dreams. But what about their eyes, did they ever say anything?
I am really having a tough time at this minute. I know about my topic and maybe all of you know about it, but writing about them is well, tough, like I said. But you will.
Are gorillas the second-to-the-top of the food chain, meaning us? I wish that I knew, but if I did attend college, get my Masters Degree on Gorilla Life and a Ph.d on Why I Like Gorillas, I wouldn't know anymore then than I do now.
We do not live in the Old West. Thank God. Nothing negative about the West, all except one area of this part of our nation: Gunslingers.
I really don't know and I really cannot tell you, but what I do know about saloon girls you can put inside a thimble. That is how little I know about Western Saloon Girls.
This is going to be short and oh, so sweet. This is my second time around to talk about arguably, my favorite amplifier: VOX, although I do like to talk about pretty girls.
Face it. Us guys are not wired like females. We didn’t know this until the late 1980’s and since that knowledge had time to sink into me, it makes a world of sense. Please read this piece and I appreciate it.
Sad as it may be, and I do know that in my limited wisdom, God, The Creator, DID create the Dung Beetle if only for ONE reason: to dispose of dung left by other animals. Poor job? Great benefit? You choose.
If you were to ask me about ticks, I would have to resort to reading the below and buy you and I a cup of coffee. No. I really hate ticks so much that I would do almost anything to be rid of these parasites.
Ahhh. Don't you love America's favorite event, the family picnic? I do. Or did. This was before that the four main things I talk about in this hub, that is responsible for wrecking any picnic anywhere.
Yes, my topic today is real. Very real. But everything about my topic is legal. No strings attached. Read this piece and learn more.
This is a very serious hub. I do wish at this time that I could present something with butterflies and flowers, but the fabric of life is made up of more than these pleasant things. And buzzards.
I am not here to judge, so let your guard down. I am here simply, as a guy, 65, proud to be here and thankful to God for life. What I am presenting is the things that you never see as you overdo or guzzle beer. The scenes about whiskey, vodka, and wines were too sad to present.
Honestly, one of the most-annoying items that you ever met was not only stubborn, unchanging, and always is in your way. The speed bump.
An obscure man (maybe) in passionate love for this angelic princess. How does he tell her of his love?
They are very cute, playful, and they add to the overall atmosphere of summer. In olden times, kids played with Junebugs because, and you may not know this, Junebugs are very deceptive.
The truth is no one really should be credited for the lowly haystack. If I were to guess, I would say that the Amish were the first to have haystacks. I cannot confirm or deny.
This piece is very serious. Nothing comical to be found in each paragraph. But the subject IS true. Nasty, stomach-churning truth. Should I go further?
Americans with a free will is a luxury when it pertains to some things. Choices of what candidate to vote for, what food to eat, and clothes to wear. But THE best choice made by a person with free will is getting to eat a Foot-Long Chili Dog.
(Seriously) if you or I were given the power to call the shots, design people to our pattern, and favorite foods, did you know that we would fail? Consider the loudmouths.
As all of you wonderful women know, it doesn't take that long before we, the males of society, can get confused quite easily. So what do girls like to be called?
This summary is more honest than comical. I lived each of the moments that I am sharing from the First-Grade, where I did like some things in this grade.
This Piece Is A Serious Look At What The Police Ask When They Stop An Alleged-Criminal.
Life is sometimes easy to read. Then sometimes life is a huge, mystical puzzle in which no one can answer or understand. This piece is about the latter part of life.
Okay. I can understand that there (are) places in business as well as politics that call for items to be dumped for some blurry reason. This true story tells why.
Sadly, not everyone looks cool (and smart) by wearing sunglasses. I am not being ugly, but honest. Even I am not cool, or smart, when I wore sunglasses.
Seriously speaking, I love America and its citizens. But back in the late 1950's, when ad agencies were roaring, created a visual monster: new and improved was its name.
Things such as delicious cheeseburgers can be more fun than you think, if, the fans of this wonderful food choice, is eaten with my idea of sufficiency.
Men's ties? Really? Arguably, the most-probing question that I could ask is what is the purpose of a man's tie? And now in 2019, what's the purpose of a woman's tie? Have you ever asked this question?
This summary should not be complex. Nor will you have to use a program to see the who's and what's. Just read and enjoy.
Just a couple of cloth items that together, can hold a diesel truck fast. Or could save a mountain climber, God forbid, with their combined strength. But sadly, these items have taken a beaten and neglected since their invention.
Inasmuch as I have tried to NOT be considered as an Egotist, I have failed. I think. Well, when you read this piece, you be the judge.
I found the item that you see in this hub and I know that when important men in the 1920's through the 1930's they completed the man's wardrobe.
Growth expressed in nature, human life, and the universe in many ways.
It had to happen. In all of my adventures concerning the man and woman relationship world, the one topic is now here: Flirting. Hope you enjoy this piece.
I find myself either telling the cold truth about a problem (that I've seen) or being like an ostrich and well, you know what they do. Bullies are losing ground.
Turtles, tortise, and terrapin's go about their way slow and unincumbered by life when it turns chaotic. This is why I love them.
I have to confess that this is also another topic that might tend to be offensive. Some folks might even claim that I am trying to write comedy. Nope. Just truth.
Although I may be encroaching on a fragile territory, this piece is not intended to inflict judgment, condemnation, or folly on anyone in any church assembly. This is just a look at what I witnessed over the period of three years in a small rural l southern town.
We all have lists. Maybe those in our mental spaces, maybe written on paper, but the fact is, we love to make lists. This list is from yours truly . . .and far from finished.
I am happy to say that I was born in a rural area. I lived (most of my life) in a rural area, but I never met a donkey. Certainly a hole in my heart.
If you tried, you could NOT find or manufacture a snack that is not only delicious, but has several nutrients for our health--plus, popcorn is widely-known world-wide as the most-popular snack food in the world.
Besides mental and physical abuse, I think that the most-cruel action given by both a girl and a guy finds it necessary to ignore the other.
I know that the redworm, okay, the earthworm is not popular to high maintenance girls, or guys for that matter. But they exist right along with us, the "top of the food chain."
Okay. So I went over this thought some time ago, but this piece is NOT about waitresses who chew gum while on their job.
Do not be misled by me or anyone as reckless with a keyboard. My headline fit. I learned so much on (this) Saturday in 1968, from my dad who was a good barber.
Time to get serious. I would tell you that this piece is equivalent to a walk in the flowers, but I would be lying. This is about a common problem among people.
Without thinking, I drove my car into the nearest gas station hoping that someone would help me pump the gas since I was all thumbs. The rest is a bad memory.
It was time for truth to be exposed about people who order food, the waitress brings it, and the diner ONLY eats a portion and leaves. Do not get me started.
First you had Superman, the hero with super powers. He could run faster than the speed of light, catch a bullet in his teeth and bend steel with his bare hands. But he had ONE weakness. Read this piece and learn more.
I hadn’t flipped. I just happen to love snails. These creatures are so cute and always mind their own business. And they are always home.
One of the best accidents that can happen is an exploding can of soda pop. I have had this happen more than once. Sometimes I laughed. Sometimes I grew angry. The next time I got another soda—to not take chances.
I don’t mean any harm in presenting this hub. Just take a little time to explore my topic and see if this has ever happened to you.
It’s a very sad thing, knowing that you (the poor coconut) does not really fit into the Vegetable and Nut World. But you have kept your mouth shut and for this, I respect you.
I am not a trouble-maker. I have for the longest time, went with the flow and kept my mouth shut. Until now.
Why is it than in every business when a person enters to purchase a soda pop, when a busy body begins to berate and ask him unneeded questions?
Innocent, delicious, unopposing. Yet so lethal. Yes, I am talking about the chocolate cake.
Let me offer the elephant of all breeds and locations, my sincere apology for never giving them the much-deserved pat-on-the-tusk, for giving our lives so much to make our society a better place to live.
Frankly, I am far from wealthy, but I have found an item that perked my curiosity: stick pins. A novel, cute item that has been around since the 19th Century.
Until I took some serious time in looking for what I wanted to talk about, toothpicks, I feel on so foolish. Life is, what the philosophers said, a learning arena.
To those who have ever ate in a small diner, then you must have been served by a real American icon: the waitresses who chew gum.
Sad as it may be, I do not subscribe to the term, ‘fool,’ just because (a) person may show foolish tendencies.
Submariners are some of the bravest men and women who dare the challenges of the seven seas to work underwater in a submarine. I am proud of you all.
You may think that the innocent-looking banana is everyone’s friend. Not in a hundred years could such a piece of fruit cause anyone any trouble. But in the darkness, it happens.
I am all about the south. I was born in the south. Living in the south, but I have one confession: I am here to take-up for grits.
As America continues to evolve, it is very refreshing to see women of all ages continuing to take part in a once-male-dominated field. Right on, ladies.
Of all of the many pure and real things in life, namely “this” delicious duo of Cornbread and Buttermilk, can easily define the True South.
The hub that you are about to read is TRUE. And you will not find any humor in the text.
Not song. Not old wine. But an isolated, insecure soul that has fought several battles, only to lose in total defeat. Thus, the silence of (a) mind such as this is apparent. It just takes a quiet moment.
This summary is no way a bash to the men of the world. In fact, if you take time and leave your bigotry aside, you will learn that MOM lead many early American homes.
A bumblebee is like many things we have in life. But a bumblebee has a wonderful name: bumble, and this makes the bee special. Read the hub to know more.
A summary like this one is very dangerous. Although this is a food item, I do not want to take unwanted liberties in stating facts that aren't true.
How was I supposed to know? All I did was head up three concrete steps and saw these three roughly-dressed men with 200 years of living in their eyes.
There they lay, content, slumbering, and so happy that we cannot see it. But don’t be deceived, old hound dogs are happy as clams. Now read a few views why.
There was a time not so long ago when a highly-trained man with a straight razor, a pair of scissors, and some clippers was THE most-important person in to ever go to work each day that came.
I could be THE only mortal man who has taken upon himself a rather monumental task as that of giving the Cockroach, the just desserts that this indestructible insect deserves.
What does a seven-year-old boy, five bologna and cheese sandwiches and a lot of cold water have in common with Joey Chestnut?
I can describe the life of a Forest Ranger in One word: LONESOME. For example, Forest Ranger, “Danny,” has been certified to be the Ranger that spans over 500 square miles—and this man has to keep the acreage clean, poachers arrested, and lost people, found. Can you handle this job?
I truly believe that almost every family in America has one. “That” one relative who lives outside of the fringe, seldom visiting during the holidays—but somehow, they exist, live life to its fullest, all without us giving them their dues. Until now.
This is NOT a family-type piece. In fact, I am going to have a tough time not keeping my eyes closed and typing my text. But there are tougher tasks.
I might be losing (what’s left of) my mental faculties, but I do not care. I may be specializing on the hard-working, never-sleeping, and sweat-pouring workaholics who help our Sports Society look so great.
If you have trouble finding-out what this piece is about . . .look at the four photos and you will see that this hub is about the grocery store cashier(s) who talk, chew their gum, and listen to their Smart Phones while we have to wait.
There are so many places and situations where I would love to be. I might be happy if (back then), I could spend time with Ava Gardner, and maybe Marilyn Monroe. But when I think of being a member of the Press, I would panic.
Do not take pity on the garbage men, sanitation workers, and land will employees. As a matter of truth, my hometown as a crew of fantastic sanitation workers. And they are well-paid. Read on to learn my thoughts about garbage men.
Look at President Donald Trump and ask yourself, what do we know about this charismatic leader of the free world?
Kellyanne Conway is not only a Presidential Advisor, but a noted lawyer and is very knowledgeable about politics.
Charlize Theron has it all: fantastic looks, charm, talent, and eyes that would melt Antarctica. But she is asking for someone to date her.
Right now, this very moment, I would be so happy if my fourth-grade teacher would have been more like June Lockhart, because if she were, I wouldn’t be writing this piece.
God in His infinite wisdom, created all things and nothing was created without Him. Even the moose. The reason for this hub is one of a personal reason: pity, for the moose.
This summary should not be read, because I would be hard-pressed to find anyone nationally or internationally who does not know Superman. Do you really love short summaries?
Some time ago, long before Harry Nilsson passed from our world, he penned one of the most-simple, but yet so addictive song: “The Puppy Song.” Take my advice. If you hear this tune once, then you are hooked.
Life is never rosy during the moments we live. Neither are the adverse conditions that somehow manage to squirm their way to block our passage to some portion of happiness. You can figure out which is which for yourself.
This abstract/prose piece is simply the many lives and fashions that ONE remarkable woman lives from one age to the other.
Life does not wait for the living. Life appears, then slowly fades with time and memories. Thus, the life of Kim Novak, once a Hollywood starlet and goddess.
I shall never forget that one moment when my parents and I entered the Electronic Age, when my sister and her husband bought our first Philco TV set and let my dad and mom use it until they finished building their new home.
Of all the talented icon’s in Hollywood, I would be safe in saying that Richard Gere is arguably the most-talented actor on or off the stage. And he and his companion, Alejandra, are having a baby.
In life as we grow older, we sometimes learn how to measure our days not only in minutes or hours, but “those” priceless moments as only God-sent friends can give.
There are times in (almost) everyone’s life that when we are young-at-heart, we, well, I, started fantasizing about growing up to be just like “Rowdy Yates,” AKA/Clint Eastwood
I do not really know why a youngster can run wild, not really doing wrong, but our parents will have a reason to lecture us for being sick.
If you wait long enough, patient enough, then a remarkable thing happens. The warmest place in your world, in this place a cozy fireplace, is where every idea of peace and security live just waiting to be enjoyed.
Personally, I knew it in 1963. Even at the third-grade IQ., I tried to hide it. What am I talking about? My love for brunettes
I know that there’s an old saying that goes, “everyone in life has a twin somewhere in the world,” and while I haven’t the proof (about myself), I just know that the folks in this piece could pass for relatives.
This is a cute little ditty that shows you and everyone else that “I” and not playing with a full-deck, but the (thing) I do know about is seen in this hub.
Every nation, free or not, needs, not wants, a sensible government figure. In my dad’s “kingdom,” the ruler was a colorful man who was actually a walking paradox to the rules of life, but knew one thing: how to work.
Activities and humans are sometimes a good mix. Some much better. Read the below and you make the call.
This Piece is Written in First-Person Narrative Themea and although I confess that I know going in, that the subject is very sensitive, but so is life itself. It all depends on how we live it.
There are those times in everyone’s life when nothing whatsoever makes any sense. Not anything. Not even the solid, the true things that you placed your confidence in, all became jumbled like some hateful Jigsaw Puzzle Maker who hated you. This is one of those times.
I am facing facts. I know that I will never enter Area 51, I am stuck on the outside of this place of much controversy--so I feel like that I am a prisoner of Area 51.
Looks like, to me, that America is under siege by a huge team of bicyclists; motivators; retreat speakers and book authors, all out for one thing, one thing only: making US take off those excess pounds.
The hobo, and those stout-hearted souls, helped to keep America afloat either by songs by Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger and more, were the prototype of the Hippie which surfaced sometime in 1964, in San Francisco. The real hobo who rode the rails is the real hero, but there’s no envy for the hobo.
I suppose that the real summary of this hub would not be as much of an eye-catching serious note of phrases, although very true, but not so true as to be offensive and the topic of dark criticisms tomorrow.
What I am going to talk about briefly, is that faction of life whose employees, names or no names not withstanding, will, sooner or later meet you and I and we will ask these underpaid folks one question. Good luck is all I can say.
A summary at this point holds no place or seat due to “that” very special place in our life that surfaces, breathes in life, then fades away way too quickly.
If I feel fearful, there is a good reason. This hub will do one of two things, or both: one, be impressed with my honesty and two, wonder how I was able to walk across the floor.
There is anything, and everything you see, hear, and feel in the rain.
In this life there is that one time. One time only. And the one person you meet at that one time, will not only touch your life, but change it forever.
Sometimes, an idea comes once, and then unless it is cultivated, collects dust.
Sometimes reality meets real love and what takes its place can not only cause, but measure pain.
The first time that I met Margie, I was instantly thrown in awe of this 30sh woman, probably unmarried and raising a nine-year-old daughter on her own with no help from anyone. In my visit that I had while I ate her egg sandwich with yellow mustard and black coffee.
This piece has been told and retold as the truth. Several people through the years in and around Detroit, Ala., have testified to hearing a man play such beautiful music, but there was no man or piano
The people I am talking about, are at heart, good souls. They are very punctual about going to church, seldom sick from work, and always there in your living room without one word of invitation.
He was far from being a city dweller. About the only thing that he liked in our hometown was the nickel soda pop’s. Other than that, he was rural through and through and in the short time I knew him, I learned the most about him.
his is a first for me. A very scary first. In my many years (65) I’ve seen these “Monsters on The Highway” and each time, I was tempted to pull-over and park. I have tons of respect for the American icons: The Log Trucks and the Drivers.
Hats. We can wear them or walk wild in the sun. Some hats are very decorative, depending on the person wearing them. Then again, hats are a hinderance. You can make up your own mind. Isn’t America great?
I know that I may be troddng on some forgotten, but oh so wonderful memories just by mentioning cane pole fishing. It’s so sad that (this) event that has touched so many lives is fading quickly from our landscape.
Were you ever a sidekick? Do you know of someone who is thought of as a sidekick? If so in both cases, you are a very blessed person.
I am not trying to start trouble, in fact, I love TV Westerns and living in the U.S.A., but enough is enough. It’s high time that I approach this topic and choosing each word and phrase as to not offend my friends who might be a cowperson or ranch owner. Thank you, Kenneth.
No disrespect aimed at the Miss America Pageant, or the current title-holder, Nia Franklin of New York. She deserves the title because the worked so hard to win this place in history, so I am very proud of her. I am upset because the U.S.A. doesn't such a pageant.
I do not mean one ounce of harm or disrespect pertaining one of CBS‘ very popular sitcoms: Gilligan‘s Island. Even the show‘s creator, Sherwood Schwartz, couldbn‘t have envisioned this show staying on the air for so long. But there were some tough questions. Read below.
This is NOT a personal endorsement for any product mentioned in the hub below. But only used to forge a hard truth.
Gary Busey is without a doubt, a talented and prolific actor who is at ease with almost every role that (he formerly) jumped at as he is now doing those self-changing network shows and where he sometimes loses control of that wild spirit who lives behind those wide smiles for the press.
"I" am living proof that cooking in your kitchen cannot and will not be a success unless you have "The Gift" of Cooking.
am Elliott has built his popularity from acting in many major films like Mask, The Quick and the Dead, Tombstone and Road House. He is well known for his rangy physique, thick horseshoe mustache and deep voice--"Beef: it's what for dinner."
I realize that my headline sparks numerous answers, and that is great! I am not going to bore anyone with a list or a set of bullets with talking points. I appreciate your reading this very open hub and just hope that one of you are blessed.
The Marx Brothers were not (a) comedy troupe who entered from one stage and left. They were three, then four, working ito bring us adoring fans a sample, just a sample, of their amazing talent. Three working independently, then three, finally one. The Marx Brothers.
As they should from all of the TV advertising that is on every one of my 200 channels. It is time that we stand up and say, enough!
I am being so upfront with you that I will NOT apologize for the tears in your eyes. I am honest (now a days) to the marrow. And it feels really nice.
"(Concerning ME) Dreams are nothing more than wishes (your wish will come true)” Although eons of time has evolved, dissolved, a I am still here and for that ONE reason: to write that ONE hub in which I can thought of as good as the late Hunter S. Thompson—I said “as good as,” not better
How (a) candy apple red 1957 Chevy with a 327 cubic inch motor loaded with Cherry Bomb glasspacks could, and probably was, compared to a hot redhead who never loved any man deep enough to be a wife. But oh, at the “lovers”she had.
It would be Heavenly, pure Heavenly, if (certain) guys who pride themselves in being a Male, would just SHOW UP as it pertains to their own Responsibilities. If it means Work, work. If it means Sacrifice, sacrifice. No one is going to hand you a ready-made wife or baby--that you help manufacture.
I wonder. I really wonder what life would be like with, take for instance, our Medical Sciences, if One doctor would be sufficent and do away with the Assistance title.
Does this make sense to you? A man or woman in great intellect, paying $100 a month just to sit on a bike, pedal, and go nowhere.
I wish that I could tell you that I understand (this) topic and know it so well, that I could give talks at civic centers and high school gyms about how I unraveled the Change Ten Years in a Breath.
Many people, even the strangers who pass in and through our lives I have found this one fact: these are the people who touch us the most.
Take my word for this: In everyone's life, there is always "that" one individual who for some reason causes you some grief, so much so that you are kept all night long due to their loneliness.
The mortal man when born, were given by The Creator, with certain gifts and strenghts. As for me, I know that I will never be man enough to ride with Hell's Angels, but do not hold it against me.
We are born. We live. We either work, entertain, or simply fade away like the dust inside a western ghost town.
Sure, it's a bold, innovative move in teaching snakes that we human beings are not all about killing, scolding, or chasing them off of their natural territory. If a certain measure of respect is given to snakes, my thinking is, and mind you, it might work.
As the Biblical imagery teaches, "we" are all (sometimes) in the Valley of Decision, and in there, we make or ignore the really important things in about life as we know it. Including this piece.
Even God Himself did not create life to be so stressful, Adam and Eve did that simply by disobeying Him and you can see the results in daily life.
The mind of a young person, age nine, is never completely-matured--but in the progress of growing. It was during this time that I met Mr. Hamp, a giant-of-a-man with a big heart, but he also had a meaness about him that hurt me so much, but never knew why.
Something has to give. Enough is enough. I am sick and tired of watching the Super Bowl with Tom Brady and the Patriots winning again and again. In some distant year . . .maybe, just maybe, oh, you know the rest.
As long as mankind has walked the earth, I truly think that in those very Special Relationship Wanna Be's, it is the man and woman who have suffered for so long and then there's that one thing that ruins it all.
I am 65. I would have said years of age, but wouldn't that small, tame set of words be more of an insult to you rather than me? I do know that in the past few years, a lot has and has not been said about haircuts, hairstyles, and plain bald heads. And none of it will make any sense in the year 2525.
Do not be fooled. Just because you see only one side of anything, do not forget there is always another side to it. Between publishing hubs, I like to divert my research about issues of life and seek information about the things that make no sense.
When a company experiences a big expansion, a major event happens: ads are placed in the local newspaper, radio ads, and a few TV commercials are aired for the hiring of certain people who can be trained to work in some area of a local company. A first meeting among bosses and newbies is important.
If you can stop your serious-dreaming just for a slight moment and think a few rationally-safe thoughts, and think about my headline, I am sure that you mgiht laugh. Then, without my friends and I showing any sign of being nice, you would ask, why do you ask such a thing? Read on.
There have always been those area's where things have happened and we were just too mystified to find the answer. I'm no private eye, but I can share these mysteries and see if you have any clues.
Friends, you don't need me or anyone else to let you know when a new employee turns out to be a bad employee. Just look for the signs.
Once in a lifetime a man and a woman meet. They live, but oh so far apart, until he runs a human race to find her hazy face. . .
Everyone has someone whom goes through their life and in a short time, touches it then moves on. This man named, "Bud," his real name, was a big-hearted, gentle man. And what he did meant so much to me.
Sexual harassment is no longer a closely-guarded, well-kept secret. You will find this in almost every office in America, and I think that it's time to alert the men and women who might learn from these items.
17 questions that a woman can ask a man, but he must be honest when answering. See what you think.
You see it everywhere, every day around the clock. TV screens are full of things going for sale for $19.99--but where is this price going?
Hippies used to be the rage in the 60s, but not anymore. I met ONE real hippy in the year of 1971. This tale by the way is True.
This one is very personal for me. I hope that you, the sole reader, will garner something out of it.
First grader's as a rule are quiet, awkward, and scared to death of authority. Not us. Well a handful of us were not.
This hub was the mixture of foolishness and a lot of pain. Both mine.
We are human beings with so many flaws that I have no time to list them, but I have managed to list a few. Read and learn.
Guys cannot help being guys. We are so guilty of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time--especially when a pretty girl is around.
To every thing in life, there has to be a positive and also a negative. The same with this hub. I published a hub that said "It was as Good as," now the flip side: Folks, it Was Really as Bad as. Enjoy.
The headline above can only share so much of the good things in life. The only thing that I am sorry about is that a lot more good couldn't be published thanks to lack of space.
High school football. Probably one of our nation's most tried and true factions. I never played high school football. This hub explains why.
Would you like to be Santa Clause? I would. And I am not talking about those guys who act like Santa, but the Real Thing.
Snow may look innocent and tame, but if you provoke it, look out!
Do not burn me at (a) stake. I am embracing my inner-angel.
Think about it the next time you are in a store and you are standing and reading the information you are seeking about how to color your hair when suddenly you are mugged by a shoplifter--but you didn't see them coming.
Of all the household items, the most neglected and yet so important is the mirror.
My mother, bless her heart, is with The Lord right now and what a time they are having. I am publishing this piece as a gesture of due appreciation to her and her life of service. I just hope that I did her justice.
It's me one more time. I am here to proclaim that Thanksgiving is near and so is my birthday. Guess which one that I dread the most? Please humor me and read THIS hub. I would appreciate your kindness.
To all of our Veterans, I wish you a safe and happy day and be sure to enjoy a cup of coffee for me.
Music comes in all sort of packaging. Some music by lips touched to a silver mouthpiece and some music from fingers on strings. Ol' Albert loved his trumpet.
Question: ever wonder why a football game, a golf tournament, and a hockey game is played and then people head home, but not the baseball game? There is a reason.
Welcome to the Big Top! Naaah. Too pushy. Too showy. But do read this personal narrative about something that I have missed in my life.
This piece is very personal. But go ahead and read with an open mind. But while you read, please inspect each segment of this work. Thanks.
This is a true story. The people and the wood frame home are still alive. Even the outcome of this hub is true.
This is the first time that I have shared (this) segment of my life in 1971, my year of junior high school.
When we speak with (and in) various words and tones, what to those with silence do?
I felt that this was the right time to tell you about my Flat bottom. And there is a lot more about my Flat bottom that I first thought.
Summer nights are magical, when you are young and care-free. So allow me to share some inherited wisdom for you: when this summer rolls around, savor each moment of those summer nights. I only wish that I could tell you why.
The next time that you hear, "oh, those old cotton fields back home," just remember. . .my cotton fields were not those that inspired the hit song.
Do you like fall of the year? I do. And with unbridled passion.
Frankenstein's monster, The Mummy, and The Creature From The Black Lagoon: all classic Hollywood monsters. But what would you do if you were to meet one of these beasts? Ever thought of that?
When was the last time that you thought about the Grizzly Bear? Sadly, I find myself not thinking about them enough. Thus, this hub.
In my days, from 1960 and on a few years, life was evident and always present at the back of the school bus.
Christmas holidays are almost here, and with this festive time of the year, that means parties and that means a lot of money to be spent on having a great time. But this time, your holiday season doesn't have to cause you to break the bank.
The full-beard. Have you ever just stopped and wondered all that there is about a full-beard? I have and I did. I found out a lot of things that I did not know. Come along with me and read all about it.
Do you recall the old saying, "Image is everything?" Well, it does. And no matter how you act, you can be funny or serious. It's all in how you act.
Communication, if kept clear and uncluttered, is one of the best tools in our world to help business thrive, people get along, and countries not have to go to war. Simple, uncluttered communication.
Some employees have it tough in their workplaces while there are some employees are just "punching bags" to the company supervisor. I pray that THIS hub will open the eyes of THOSE employees who are treated worse than the others.