Let me first explain what this is.. Late at night, if you’re perched at the right place in my bathroom, this is a view directly into my bedroom.. There is a piece of blanket stuffed into the closet which pokes out. Quite frankly, perhaps my laziness has equaled this, it has been there for a … Read moreTHE CREEPY CLOSET AT 3AM
The family took a voyage to the movie theater today.. the HORROR REPORT family didn’t see anything filled with fright–no IT FOLLOWS for me, it’s not in a theater nearby.. Instead it was SPONGEBOB.. A sponge out of water. Funny parts, good laughs–though the ‘out of water’ business only took up the last 20 minutes … Read moreWhen nostalgia meets the present
The march of machines is taking our jobs from under our feet.. robots will accomplish tasks once held by human. But in all of the futureshock we are being hit with, one thing remains clear: People are still trying to be people. And get in touch with the larger element of our cosmos.. Enter into … Read moreI am quitting nighttime sleep meditations. But nothing against meditation.
Nostalgia is a terrible feeling at times.. It reminds you that you are losing time, giving away minutes. Precious minutes.. Allowing the second hand to dictate your existence.. The smell of certain things, the sounds.. The cold at night under a moon.. Fog on a a warm evening.. All I those things bring back very … Read moreThe sad reality of nostalgia: It really does not feel good
My nearly 4-year-old has an amazing way of staying away, whether it is by asking for endless bed stories or asking for drinks of water, there’s always a creative flow when the lights go off.. Last night, his attempts to stay away were a bit different. He asked logical questions that, I can tell, were … Read moreWhy do we talk?
When I was 3 and a half, I was featured in a book. There was a full-spread page with a photo of me leaning up against a borehole in the town of Centralia, smoke was billowing from the background and a group of teenagers were running from the camera–one may have been my brother. The … Read moreFather and son photographic reunion..
My wife, a proud graduate. Me, a proud husband. Ayden, a perfect angel during graduation (with the help of ear buds and an iPad.) A good day. Tara had years of educational challenges. It was worth it.
This is a scene of peace.. My uncle Andy at his homestead somewhere around the time of 1984 in the doomed town of Centralia PA.. He didn’t live much longer after this photo was taken.. I stumbled across this picture. A family member of mine posted it in a Centralia Facebook group.. Initially when I … Read morePeace ..
Normally this weekly type of post is called the ‘Sunday morning sidewalk’ .. but today this Sunday morning is coming down.. The reason is not clear, but there is a deep concern in my heart about some personal issues that seem to be developing in my family. Let me explain without giving away personal secrets–I’m … Read moreThis Sunday morning is coming down..
I think I swear.. my son gets sick on holidays.. He’s 3 and a half, going on 30, but I remember each and every Halloween — and beginning of the Christmas season— he has been ill. Little Ayden Morris is setting a pattern.. to fall under the weather not only when the weather changes, but … Read moreFRIGHTFUL PARENTING: FEVER OF THE WITCH