Over Yonder

     I don’t know if they are any good. I shove them aside. Maybe they have potential. Maybe they have lost their worth. Maybe they have a little power left in them. Maybe they are dead. I probably won’t find out. I won’t give them a chance. I’ll just shove them out of the way until I find what I am looking for.      I am searching for the cell phone charger. I am shoving batteries out of the way. Irony. Moving dead batteries to find a way to charge another battery. My phone battery is dying. I’ve got to find that cell phone charger. Can’t stop the constant flow of information. We find our freedom in the internet. We have the opportunity to share our thoughts and ideals with as many people as we can. Maybe we will go viral and become famous. Maybe my crying Jordan meme is the next virtual Mona Lisa. Don’t you just love social media? The freedom. The power. Freedom.      The damn Ray-O-Vac batteries are in the way. I should throw them away. They are only hastening my search for the ch

     In 1879 Thomas Edison used electricity to power a light bulb. He will be remembered for this accomplishment forever. In 2018 our dog Lucy has diarrhea and crapped, among other places, on the wall near the electric outlet. She will be remembered for this feat for at least a month.  La La Land has poorly operating outlets. They work in the sense that electricity flows through them. However, the plugs of whatever items you hope to power just fall out of those three outlet holes. Edison would be disappointed at the outlets in this apartment. The don't hold anything long. (Unlike the scent that Lucy creates. It holds for a while).      Adolph Coors made a good beer. I am talking about the original Coors, not the watered-down Coors Light. Coors Banquet is a solid golden style beer. Not too heavy, yet light enough to be enjoyed. In fact, it's light enough to not give you diarrhea like a dog that ate whole bag of Bud's Best Cookies.      Bud's Best makes a series of stal

      Everyday I have conversations with people. I talk with people with different backgrounds. I talk with people that have different political opinions. I talk with people that have different lifestyles. I talk with people that have differing education levels. I have conversations with people that have different challenges. Our differences make us unique.      Diversity. By itself, Diversity is good. By itself, Diversity is not great. Inclusion is great. To steal a line from a Diversity and Inclusion class that I attended at work "Diversity is being invited to a party. Inclusion is being asked to dance".      Children are gift from God to remind us that love knows no boundaries. Listen to the message that our children teach us. Oh, to have the heart of a child again. I should be so lucky. We should all be so lucky. There is no judgment in the heart of a child.      I watched "The Breakfast Club" two nights ago with my daughter. I enjoyed the movie, but I enjoye

     He sat spinning a box of matches in the kitchen of his mobile home in southern Mississippi in the early 1970's. I don't remember the exact year. It doesn't really matter. He spun his box of matches and cast his voodoo spell on me. It was a spell that has brought me so much pain. It literally cursed my childhood. This curse lasted from the early 1970's until 2009. The most unbearable part of the curse lasted until 1987. I was seventeen years old when this era of the curse ended.      I will not have to drink anymore Dixie Beer after I suffer through the last four bottles left in the six pack that I bought last week. I can only describe it in one way. It taste like what I imagine the 3AM puddles on Bourbon Street would taste like. Those that know me well, know that I am all things New Orleans. The food, the music, the people, the culture... The list goes on and on. I love New Orleans. It has always been my favorite city.      My wife and I lived there. We loved it.