the end of 2020

can i get a choir of non-angelic creatures to sing a chorus celebrating the coming demise of 2020? one more year of this kind of senseless torture…that i cannot imagine. can we just round up the bad actors and send them all to the Romulan Neutral Zone now…

next year, we should just skip January. I mean, who would notice? nobody makes any money in January anyway, unless they are running a ski resort…so why not start with February?

we could start the whole year on Valentine’s Day. Does anybody even remember the first part of February? Most of the time in my neck of the woods, our necks are frozen solid from January 1st to February 13th. We simply cannot move them. When my truck skids on a hockey-rink-thick slick of ice, i simply cannot, will not, turn my neck to see my progress. if I am in a snow bank, that’s grand too because i can always build an igloo…without turning my head. who cares what happens on ice? we have better things to do….like wait for Valentine’s Day.

Then, we could have a Chocolate Friday the weekend after Valentine’s Day. The following Monday could be Reese’s Monday, because…nothing goes better with old melted-down chocolate than peanut butter. With such a kickstart of love, we should be ready to rocket into the “New Year.”

There is precedence for this. Somewhere in the middle of the deep dark Middle Ages, the pope changed the calendar, and gave everyone a jumpstart into the year. Skipping January and part of February would likewise give us an excuse to forget about the plague of insanity birthed in 2020, so we could go back to living Our Best Medieval Life….I mean Our Best Life Now.

But….in order for this to work…we must be in this together. No one can get out of bed in January and early February…except to gorge themselves on ramen noodles to prepare for more hibernation, after “releasing the kraken” to the white porcelain goddess. Since a huge swath of the first world (and the darkest 3rd world) will have endured endless days wearing face masks, no one will be able to smell us until we are released from our quarantine cocoons as dawn arises on Valentine’s Day.

This will also ensure that faithful men everywhere will shower or bathe prior to enjoying the company of their women, as the great New New Year’s Day begins with celebrations of roses, chocolates, and other sweet aromas.

I cannot think of a more appropriate way to say goodbye and good riddance to one of the worst years in the history of the world…

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Meanwhile, clutching the plunger…

This evening, while reading posts, i discovered that i cannot “follow” anyone tonight. not sure if i stepped into a parallel universe, wandered into the wrong safe space, or the Klingons don’t want me joining in any fun. Like poor Rudolph, I have been banished from any Reindeer games…not exactly a festive kind of night.

sure, i could go back to plunging the toilet, or reading my ramen packet ingredients…or torturing the neighborhood with my new tin whistle…but i would really like to give a shout out to the world of wordpress, and encourage my fellow bloggers, by supporting them with a “follow” click.


the plunger upstairs is mighty enticing, since it is a streamlined Ace Hardware 50KHD-150, with 50 times the plunging power of your average plunger. i don’t have to tell you…even if you’re not a plumber…how important it is to have a clean toilet these days, what with all the mystery viruses “projectiling” like no tomorrow…

in the spirit of the age, and in my pseudo-wokeness, i bought another plunger, just to have one to defend myself against political and philosophical crap, to sit in the hallway near the newspaper stand, which seems fitting right about now.

so, while i would really enjoy reading more blog posts…if i cannot “follow” anyone tonight, i may just go back to plunging the upstairs toilet. there have been no available plumbers within 50 miles in this pandemic-infested time, and i have to keep my upper chamber going. Sure, she may be like an old used car, but at least she flushes problems down the drain, when plunged enough. which is more promising than my ability to “follow” my fellow bloggers right now…

PS After a brief interval, I am now able to “follow” my fellow bloggers again.

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Stand Up In Freedom

you were created for living….. not for fear

you were created to be creative….. not to hide inside

you were created in the image of God…. not in the image of a mask.

you are valuable, you are unique, you are more precious than gold or silver

so live like it, cherishing each moment of each day

by standing up for life and standing up in freedom.

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the image in the mirror

when you look in the mirror, who do you see? what do you see?

do you see etched lines? do you see the gravity of mortality?

or…do you see the brightness of youth?

Many years may pass, riding this big blue sphere circling the Sun, and you may have a fine trip, a fine journey….

but… do you know why you are here?

and where you are going?

when i was a child, i looked in the mirror and saw teeth. too big. ears. too big. why do i have big teeth? why do i have big ears?

but this too passes, as the picture in the mirror changes…

but eyes, ears, nose, mouth, face remain. they change slightly, as the seasons of life change, but they remain.

the image is the same.

there are special times in life…in some of our lives…when we encounter a face we saw 30 or 40 years ago. the face still has eyes, ears, nose, mouth, but the seasons have changed. at the heart of the face, in the eyes, we can still recognize the person behind that face….

….and each reflects the Artist who created the image.

“God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created them, male and female He created them.”

So, God created the first man and woman in His own image.

But, He did not stop there. He used the genetic identification of the first man and woman to create their first children…

“When Adam had lived one hundred and thirty years, he became the father of a son in his own likeness, according to his image…”

Seth, Adam’s third son, was created in his likeness, according to his image. If then God created us in His own image, and Adam’s children were created in God’s image, and in the likeness of Adam, then surely you too are created in the image of God.

In the New Testament, The New Covenant, the Bible states that a man should not cover his face with hair, covering that which was made in the image of God. This is a disgrace, the Bible says, because that which was made in the image of God- eyes, nose, mouth, etc.

Likewise, covering most or all of the face with a mask that covers over the image is a disgrace because it is covering that made in the image of God. Our response, as men, to any mask that covers, or hides, much of our face, should be disgust, because it is an affront to God.

At this point I will not discuss what the Bible states about women, other than to say that the Bible has already said that women are created in the image of God. I may, at another time, address the specifics, but because of the need for brevity, I am focusing on men in this post.

If you are in the USA, no one can force you to wear a mask covering much of your face if you adhere to the Word of God as stated in the Bible, and in particular, 1 Corinthians. The Civil Rights Act of 1964, Section 2, Subsection 42, gives you the right to physical access to goods and services because they cannot discriminate against you based on religious convictions.

One of the telltale signs of the coming of the antichrist will be the mark, or sign, of the antichrist, according to Revelation. It is instructive to note in Revelation that this Lawless one will make this mark or sign mandatory for the buying and selling of merchandise. If that does not get your attention by now, check your pulse. Trying to force anyone to wear something so that you can buy or sell is the mark of a system in line or similar to the antichrist. Forcing someone to wear a face covering when the disease or virus kills less than 1% of those who contract it is definitely a sign of someone reflecting Evil, not the God who created them.

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after a day out under ever-changing skies, watching leaves blowing, and gathering…instead of immersing myself in the pleasure of it, instead of embracing the kisses of warm wind, i sit distraught, pained. you would think by now, at my age, that i am roughened and weathered enough not to be so affected. but i am.

while i was reviewing my day, wondering where it went, and how much i had to do tomorrow, i stopped by my favorite you tube channels to find some relaxing music to play in the background while reading my mail. but instead of reading mail, i found a live broadcast from a North Korean living in America.

she calls herself the Voice of North Korea. Listening/watching her break down crying, trying to explain to an audience of people like me… with a warm bed, a roof overhead, and a place to call my own… that North Korean women right now are being sold into slavery in China…has left me stirred yet again.

as people who call ourselves Christians, are we truly aware that we can make a difference in a life like hers? a life that can be rescued? a life that is worth more than all we could give…a life that is as precious to God as the one we are living?

sure, we can pray…but what do we pray? how do we pray? do we pray for wisdom? do we pray for knowledge? sure…but do we pray for a way we can personally make a difference? i hope so.

i don’t know how God will use you to touch the people trapped in slavery. but humbling yourself and asking God what you can do, is a good start. and one i too am making tonight.

while the leaves are changing….outside my window, lives are changing on the other side of the world. join me in praying, not just for Yeonmi Park, but for those North Korean women, particularly in China, being sold into slavery…and speak out against the Communist Chinese regime enabling this.

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Down in the Boondocks

nothing says “Southern” food….in America…like a big pile of pulled pork, BBQ ribs, sweet potato fries and Coleslaw. (Yes, Coleslaw, is one word if you’re speaking Southern.)

this beautiful plate sat in front of me earlier today in McConnelsville, Ohio, at The Boondocks BBQ and Grill.

I am not in the habit of singling out restaurants, but in these times when the Great Fear has hurt businesses, I am featuring The Boondocks as a must visit if you venture south of Columbus, Cleveland, or Pittsburgh, or are out and about like so many uncaged birds now flying free from the restraints of the past several months.

October has arrived, and the drive is worth it. Along the Muskingum River and into the hills of Moco (Morgan County, Ohio), yellows, oranges, greens, and reds stick out in splendor, as the leaves change, and Autumn whispers in the wind. About a half hour south of Zanesville, Ohio, off of Ohio State Route 60, the restaurant is about a mile north of the town of McConnelsville. McConnelsville is a small, surprisingly busy town along the Muskingum River. If you are coming from West Virginia, it is just north of town on the left hand side of the road.

Whenever I travel within the area, I will purposely stop to have a Wasabi Burger, a steak, some pulled pork, the Fat Elvis, or another creative invention from the mind of Chef Bobby.

Slan go foill… maybe I’ll see you there.

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dear me… i am rolling in the doe!





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defacing respect

if my father had ever caught me spray painting a statue, a picnic table, or even a rock, i would have been punished, and humbled…reminding me of how small i was on this grand sphere we call earth. and that would not have been a bad thing. because i needed to learn to respect not just the planet, but also the people hanging on to the big blue ball in orbit. 

sure i did some dumb things in my childhood, but i never defaced anything with spray paint. i had common sense, which does not seem to be too common anymore.

this morning, since it was the coolest morning in a month, i headed out onto a popular rail trail to hike for awhile. parking along a one lane gravel road, i hiked in to one of the more remote sections, which was covered in a canopy of trees, until i came to the entrance to a half mile tunnel…


twenty years ago, there was no graffiti on the front walls, and certainly not  on the rocks nearby…


the magnificent tunnel, arching high above me, stretched forward, into the dark. but even into the darkness, graffiti on the walls, and empty spray paint cans on the graveled floor, assaulted my senses. thankfully no one appeared to be tall enough  to insult the upper walls and ceiling high above me…


years ago, there were a few random pronouncements, mainly from some machoistic boys bragging about their sexual conquests with various girls. now, all manner of garbage defaced the walls of this historic tunnel.


what i want to know is who are these idiots disrespecting America’s natural and historic treasures? are these the masses who were never disciplined, who were never taught the meaning of respect, who never saw value or worth in human beings, nor in anything God created?

surely, these are the signs of a perverse and wicked generation, one destined for self-destruction…unless they are confronted with reality.



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May Flowers





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what to do with your spare time…in a raging pandemic

while many in 184 countries around the world are rising to do their civic duties to adhere to pandemic-time protocols, obediently sheltering in place, i am sitting, alone in my remote room, staring out the window wondering…

…what is “zoom”       …and does it cause permanent whiplash?

you would think I would have enough hours in the day to investigate such an important aspect of the spring of 2020… but I just don’t have the time. too much to do. too many places not to go. too many books not to read (the library is closed). 

there are bills i cannot pay…because…”they” are closed. there are forms to file….that i cannot file…because those forms need to be returned to offices that no longer exist. there are companies i need to contact that no longer have phone numbers to call. quite frankly, life as we know it, has become like a Socratic dream, a Platonic nightmare.

so…forgetting those bulleted one liners in my appointment book, i have chosen to engage myself in creative endeavors to pass the time…and to give my brain time…to remember what i actually do have to do today…or tonight. purposeful pursuits, one might say.

and i preface these with…now that i have the time….     as in… 

now that i have the time, i can do endless 5 minute word searches from…actually, I do not know where you get word search books anymore.

suffice to say, one must engage one’s mind to keep one’s mind fresh. after all, it is a pandemic, and we all had better sharpen up on our PHD-level medical skills. because…

now that I have the time, I can catch up on all the latest testing platforms identified by the CDC, NIH, FEMA, MRT, BOX…or outside the BOX. 

then again, maybe you would rather spend your spare time wisely, such as

  1. do a scientific study…from home…on case studies in Hysteria, starting with The Saint Vitus Dance.

     2.  read a romantic tale of life in the Bubonic Plague…probably easily found on (Where all the juicy stuff is)

     3. Do a search on The History of Ferret Farming…for fun and profit…

     4. text all of your classmates in Abnormal Psych Class….and learn from their behavior…

5. do a public reading of “The Old Man and The Sea” from your front porch, from        8am until you fall asleep from boredom…

Now, I have run out ideas…momentarily. So, what would you suggest people do in their spare time while “sheltering in place?”

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