Dr. Rivera grasped the grip of his TaylorMade driver, flexed his muscled forearms, set his practice stance on the tee box, and waggled the clubhead, sighting his line down the fairway. He addressed the ball, the soft breeze lifting his thick, black, James Dean hair from his brow. What the breeze had in gentleness, Dr. […]
Monthly Archives: January 2020
Stupid Musical Interlude
The book I’ve been listening to–Agincourt, by Bernard Cornwell, about Henry V and his fight to claim his right, in his opinion, to the throne of France–plays a stupid musical interlude after every chapter. This interlude lasts for 15-30 seconds, only at the tail end of which does the narrator start up again. The book […]
Appellant Class of Snarky Zen
Chatting with Verizon reps is like talking to someone with a traumatic brain injury and short-term memory loss. You can have credits; you cannot have credits; you can have credits; you cannot have credits. The promotions honoring/denying gauntlet feels like riding a wheel spinning at a velocity high enough to separate bone from muscle, the […]
As for Me and My Horse
My father-in-law, Tim, created a piece of string art years ago that hangs on a wall in my wife’s old room. In addition to the geometric shapes created from stretched strings secured by crafting nails, the piece presents a secondary use for said crafting nails: a Biblical saying (Joshua 24:15), formed from bunching the crafting […]