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Muscle Memories: The Life and Death of a Champion

I used to work out daily. I bragged a 425 pound. bench press, a 1000-pound seated squat, and 125-pound dumbbell presses, yeah really, and that was just for openers. I … Continue reading

May 25, 2023 · Leave a comment

‘Don’t Feed the Pigeons’

Sometimes you find the of meaning of life in a place where life means so little. Some of my best learned lessons were taught by the worst kind of people.  … Continue reading

November 18, 2022 · Leave a comment

 Catechism for Carnies

Everybody is in search of something. Some people know what we are looking for. Others, have a vague idea. Many, have no fucking idea at all, never have never will.  … Continue reading

September 28, 2022 · Leave a comment

Once We Were Kids

There are no Children here We come and we go and we are who we are, nothing can change this. Fate. That’s what we believed when we were kids if … Continue reading

May 1, 2021 · 1 Comment

Bad Choices make the Best Stories

I get a little closer to the keyboard everyday. A little closer to putting down some thoughts on paper, or in this case the screen. No matter how worthy, how … Continue reading

February 14, 2020 · Leave a comment

On Your Permanent​ Record

Remember when you were a kid in school your teacher would threaten you that some minor infraction would go on your permanent record? Those teachers, they loved to bust your … Continue reading

September 24, 2019 · Leave a comment

Thoughts from a Bad Neighborhood

It’s hard to write sometimes, well, sometimes it’s hard to write much of the time. It hurts, it’s painful. Why? Because it’s real. The written word is one of the … Continue reading

July 26, 2018 · Leave a comment

The Sun Even Shines In Hell

There is hell and then there is hell on earth. When you’re standing in the middle of the desert of Southern Nevada in 110 degree heat with only as far … Continue reading

April 4, 2018 · Leave a comment

Still Fresh In My Mind

An odd thing just happened to me. Today had been a year since my mother passed. I knew this I recognized this. As I left my apartment and walked out … Continue reading

March 6, 2018 · Leave a comment

Almost A Year Ago Today

I watched him slowly hobble away cane in hand. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and not stop wondering who he once was. I met him only briefly … Continue reading

March 6, 2018 · Leave a comment