… rantings of a depressive procrastinator. Did I mention, I write? …


 At some time during the past decade, the term “bucket list” sprang into our everyday vocabularies.  Certainly, neither of my parents nor my grandparents, any grand-uncle or, even, cousin had a bucket list.  Guess they were preoccupied with settling the territory for statehood, winning the 1st and 2nd World Wars — if winning

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This is something I need to do! It certainly isn’t funny, not meant to entertain. Some facts have changed in the eleven years since I wrote this. If I were Rupert Murdock, I’d print this in one of my zillions of newspapers simply to clear the air.  I’m not. This is MY blog and the post [...]

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From where did the magnificant voices and painters and poets—the noble hearts—come?

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