The Daily Post Writing Prompt Moody “An English degree and a dime,” Dad said, “will get you a cup of coffee.” A dime won’t get me a cup of coffee these days. Do something “practical.” How ’bout a marine biologist. And later, inspired by my auto shop teacher, I wanted to get my degree … More Getting Old
The latest zombie-laden season of Walking Dead is off to a violent and bloody start. One of my kids still watches it, and gave me the details of someone from the original cast, season one, that is now off the show—killed off. I don’t bother watching it anymore. I saved recorded episodes thinking I may want … More Zombie Apocalypse Revisited
WordPress Daily Writing Prompt: Slog Slog. I’ve never heard it used before. It sounds like an Appalachian drink made with moon shine and a touch of molasses. It has an Earthy ring to it. Slog. It could be a great name for a dog that you take to the groomer for a bath and who … More Slog On
The Daily Post: Radical It wasn’t until the first part of the 1980s that I began to consider the environment. My first experience to ecological damage was through the book, “Silent Springs,” written by a doctor in Oregon, Rachel Carson. By that time, her work was already twenty years old, and I know had no … More Radical
The Daily Post: Zing! Zing! It finally dawned upon me the significance of coming to accept one’s royal calling. It comes as an offshoot from the other morning when I considered my worthiness and value to G-d and to the Kingdom of G-d. It actually began as I lamented my unworthiness and unsuitability to service. … More Zing! Musings Early in the Morning
“What’s it all about when you sort it out, Alfie?” Sings Burt Bacharach in the back ground. Just pretend you here it too. It sets the electronic stages, so to speak. As I initially set up JonahzSong, I explored in my mind what the central theme would be. For a few years I’d been writing … More What’s it all about. . .
Google the phrase “nothing new under the sun.” I did. Wikipedia pops up in the top of the list directing to its page where I discover it’s the name of an album. Vinyl no less. There is nothing new under the sun, by a Missouri group, Coalesce. Amazon offers books that some how, the Google … More No New Things. . .