Secret Confessions Of A Couch Anchor
- Texas, USA
- February 19
- A professional writer has been enlisted at great expense to create a more interesting bio. I have been assured that the details of my sordid past will now include international espionage, supermodels and rock music. I will update my bio immediately upon receipt of my new history.
Thank-you for your patience in this matter.
MY RECENT POSTS
- An Ode To My Butt
April 10, 2011 12:47PM
- I Ended Up With 3 Pinkys
April 02, 2011 12:26AM
- Floydology Has Strong Pulse In
March 20, 2011 04:17PM
- 3 Life Lessons from a Rat
January 04, 2011 09:37AM
- I Believe In Angels
December 30, 2010 11:36PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Hoping the Autumn will
September 20, 2011 03:44AM
- “A nice essay on your
September 20, 2011 03:38AM
- “I'm a bit late, but very
September 20, 2011 03:34AM
ks for the special invitation.
I haven't even looked at OS
June 02, 2011 05:21PM
- “Sadly, I loved
April 14, 2011 01:58PM
Butt, o' butt, my dearest butt,
You've always been my friend.
We started out together
And you'll be there in the end.
I've taken you for granted,
Tho' you've always been behind me.
From the bottom of my heart
I want to Thank-You, hiney.
You've never caused me grief… Read full post »
Yes, It's true! I had a great night at the Pinkys@! (See my last post re: Floydology)
It's late, and I'm a bit buzzed from all the Dr. Pepper I drank during our celebration. I wanted to hurry and send this out tonight, so forgive the errors, etc. I just wanted… Read full post »
Although, I eventually became an Attorney, my undergraduate degree is in psychology. Having attended college off and on for over 11 years, and having completed 5 or 6 years of credits, I decided on a whim one day to graduate. I had several choices, but psychology was the sentimental favorite.
There, I said it. I believe in Angels.
Not only do I believe in Angels, I believe there are several different types.
I believe in the Biblical Angels. You know, the ones that appear now and then and say things like "Hark" or "Hallelujah", the kind who meddle in baseball games… Read full post »
I am not an athlete. I'd like to blame the Parkinson's, but I was always a fumble waiting to happen.
In Elementary school, I was picked last for everything, and in kickball, I was picked after the girl in the wheelchair. I use one now, too, but I was in perfect… Read full post »
This morning I opened Salon and started reading the articles and the comments on the front page.
It was a real buzz-kill.
I don't think I learned much, if anything important about politics or the economy before I had to stop reading. What I did see was a lot of mean-spirited… Read full post »
I used to love the cartoon “The Tick.” Does anyone one else remember this clever and twisted series? It was about the Tick, of course, and other assorted B- and C-list Super Heroes.
The Tick wasn’t very bright, but he seemed to be indestructible. The Tick was g… Read full post »
I remember sitting in the neurologist's office with my wife nearly nine years ago.
I had my suspicions, having spent some of my sleepless nights on the net. I was researching , trying to discover why I was shaking so badly and why I felt so stiff. I went days without sleep,… Read full post »
I have always loved music. At one time in my early twenties, I was actually quite a decent pianist. I have also always loved to sing. Like my grandfather, however, I am a monotone. This does not preclude me from singing, it merely makes it less pleasant for those who can… Read full post »
Last month my daughter started kindergarten. I always wondered how I would take it when my “baby” started school. I used to imagine that I would cry a lot, knowing the long empty days I had ahead of me. Maybe I’d bravely wave goodbye and then come home to a tub… Read full post »
Living in Central Texas we have always had
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Main Street, skinny me.
Although I consider myself a Texan heart and soul, I still have sweet memories of my hometown in the mountains of Utah. I lived in Alton until I was four. After that I visited frequently, and stayed with grandpa and grandma occasionally during h… Read full post »
I’m a man, but I can change. If I have to, I guess…
Those of you who have seen “The Red Green Show” recognize that as the “Man’s Prayer.” A nice sentiment, but entirely unrealistic. We are not going to change. Not much anyway.
From the moment the alarm clock… Read full post »
Not long ago, I purchased a new bathing suit for my young daughter. As she was putting on the suit she discovered an uncomfortable tag sewn to the suit on the inside. “What does this say, daddy?’ “Fire Resistant” I replied. I quietly wondered to myself, “Fire resistant b… Read full post »
I can almost remember when several local college students gave questionaires to all of the town's third graders - I think. This was long, long ago, and my memories and perceptions seem to keep changing over the years. The questions had something to do with b… Read full post »