Tuesday, March 12, 2019


Re-watched Spielberg’s Duel the other night. I would be interested in a version of this with the original commercials cut in. It’s hard to tell where they put the commercial breaks. Also, I can’t wrap my head around how Spielberg shot this in 13 days. That is positively Herculean. And that was 3 days behind schedule! How many set ups was he doing each day? The movie is an absolute clinic on fast, low budget, bare bones, economical film making. It’s also a testament to the power of montage.

Monday, March 11, 2019

love dream sale

The eBook version of my novel, Scribbled Love Dreams, is on sale at Amazon for a .99 cents. You can go there now and get it. You'll like it. I promise. Actually, I don't promise that, but I do believe it will take you on an unexpected journey. If you read the excerpt and were still a little unsure about taking the dive into this crazy story, maybe now you'll be willing to give the book a try and experience all the twists and turns for yourself. You don't have to, but you can. And if you didn't read the excerpt, maybe now's the time to jump in head first. I mean, it's a buck. For a dollar, it's well worth a tickle. 


Thursday, March 7, 2019


I was raised Catholic. I went through my first communion, but was never confirmed. My wife was raised Catholic, and I honestly can’t remember how far into the process she got. We were married in a Catholic church, and we baptized all of our kids.

I don’t consider myself Catholic anymore, although I still carry the baggage of the religion. I don’t consider myself much of anything, really. We don’t go to church. We are not raising our kids with any particular religion, much the consternation of my mom. If I did go to church, I would go to a Catholic service. That’s all I really know. Even though I don’t buy into the dogma, I do enjoy the tradition of the service. I like the idea that the same tradition and ritual has gone on for hundreds of years.

What’s the point? All that’s prologue to the idea that I decided to give up candy for Lent this year. I’m also going to not eat meat on Fridays. Why? No real reason. As I explained to the wife when she teased me about being so pious, both are good things to do. I shouldn’t be eating so much damn candy anyway, and a day without meat does not hurt. Fasting and abstinence in moderation is good for the body and mind, right? Well, we’ll go with that. The coincidence of the religious observance gives me a good excuse.

If I’m honest, I don’t think I’ll last to the weekend. I’m too weak, and Hot Tamales are too damn good. I’ll keep you updated on how it plays out.