Funny the way things work out. I sat back this afternoon after finding two spare minutes I could rub together. Never realized the friction might start something. No, it wasn’t a fire, unless you call re-stoking the drive in a rabble rouser like me starting a fire.

I’d just finished preparing the post “…

That’s one retaliatory action I’ve never understood but, in times they feel they’ve been abused or mistreated, blacks burn property. They also loot the few merchants willing to stay and do business with them in that locale.

Every day in my newspaper I read about murders and terrible mayhem. People claim to have had abusive…

How’s that for an oddball topic? Particularly from a man like me. My track record shows I’ve either learned so much about marriage and marital bliss as to have all the answers, with no exceptions, or I don’t know squat on the issue.

I can think of four people, all women, whom I’m certain would go for Option 2 on the list, but why digress?…

Those words are also the title to a very old song. We, as people, have a tendency to feel we deserve that as our motto more than anyone else, or at least more than most people. While we also tend to seek first place on any lists that might include us, no one goes after the…

Although my ethnicity is largely Germanic, I don’t speak the language. I may know a dozen words in German, if that. Not that many people who aren’t German even speak it, as far as I know. Perhaps it’s because German sounds so guttural when spoken. The words resonate as harsh, crude, even unfriendly to me.

Caught it on an episode of NCIS when one…

One of our blog readers has a great idea. I’m totally in favor, but it’ll require some direction from someone with contacts and-or ideas. I’ll paste in his suggestions below. If you have any thoughts on the matter, I want to hear from you.

“Rocky” April 24, 2012 at 8:50 pm

Hi Bill. I…

If you’ve spent any time at all reading this blog, you know a great deal of attention is given to the homeless community, a group that included me from 2005-2009 among its members. I made a number of friends during those years who were beset with very similar lives, and none of them liked it, either. Since 2009 I’ve had a home, but I’ll always be a homeless guy as…

It seems I’ve always had a talent for dealing with whatever situation I was forced into. If a man can’t deal with life, then life will deal with him. Trust me, it ain’t pretty that way.

In case you haven’t heard about it, I was homeless once. It was a paltry 1,592 days and nights, from January 17^th, 2005 to May 29^th,…

There’s no way to preplan a street fight. The first 10-20 seconds will almost always indicate which way it’s gonna go. You’re going to establish the winner, in most cases, right there.

Initially, if the participants are on their feet, the first priority is to knock the other guy to the ground. At that point, the procedure usually leads to a…

One of my neighbors has what can only be called “True Grit“, the name of a 1969 western where John Wayne won his only Academy Award for playing Rooster Cogburn. I’ve had the pleasure of knowing Phil Bond as a friend since I moved here in June, 2009. If I were to use one of the better known…

Big things always get started as little things at first.

This may be deemed an important point in the string of things that began when I started this blog in June, 2009. My “mission“, since then has been to bring your attention to the many of us damned to live in…

Most of you, the blog readers, are my friends, so you know a bit about me by now. Even those with whom I don’t have a personal relationship, if you’ve read these posts for very long, are aware there’ve been some oddball women in my life. Granted, you’ve only heard my side of it, and there’s not much chance I’d ever let any of my exes write a guest column, so you probably…

If you take into account some of the varied meanings of the word “collision”, the title to this piece could lead to a discussion of three of my four marriages. The first one, my “training marriage”, never really had any ugly spots. It plateaued at boring, idled there until it “matured” at five years, then went “poof” in two weeks. The others gave a whole new meaning to the…

You might get it.

We’ve all heard that old bromide before. Many times. Apparently not often enough yet for me to remember it, however. In a way, I’m getting part of what I wished for and now I can’t handle it. In brief, I need some help. I hope that help is you.

The purposes of this blog are to raise…

… with honey than with vinegar. Ever heard that one before? If not, it proves you never had a grandma or a first grade teacher.

Perhaps I was missing something the first two plus years after I “made parole” from being homeless, where I only watched TV when my San Diego Padres or Chargers were playing. It seems the motivation for a number of…

How many times have you said that to another person? I don’t think I know one single person in the entire world who hasn’t said it to someone at least once. I know I have on occasion but, if you look at it in the light of reality, it sounds kinda stupid. I think it’s a standard line in almost all divorce proceedings when the soon to be single partners are busy failing to…

It’s not easy, or any fun at all, to blow off a good proposal.

One of our blog readers, a woman named Lou Ann, wrote me with an idea. She knows someone who now lives homeless. Her son. I can’t say where she lives ’cause I don’t know. I can only say she referenced she doesn’t live near me, and I’m in San Diego County.…

Didn’t expect we’d begin a blog post with a pop quiz, did you?

The kneejerk reaction is to take a stab at the west. Although it’s a 50-50 shot when someone’s guessing, the tendency is to go the wrong way since the sun sets in the west. Earth’s rotation is the…

In an odd circumstance, I was somewhat fumbling around trying to think of a blog topic when that word popped into my head. I wasn’t even sure faithlessness was a “legal word” until I checked my on-line dictionary. You might want to save the link.…

… and I’m still a couple-three answers short. You’d want to think, after all that experience, (four times spread over 24 years, not counting the times I was single again), I’d've picked up on a few things by now, wouldn’t you? I thought so, too, but it didn’t work out that way.

When asked, (that’s happened A LOT), I’ve always…