“It's a blimmin disaster,” said Grandpa as he looked dejectedly over his vegetable garden. I had come to stay at Grandma and Grandpa's run down farm during the Summer holidays, at a time when the district was in the midst of a record-breaking drought. The old corrugated rain … [Read more...]

A friend of mine made a brilliant post on Facebook during the midst of one of the recently racially infused news headlines. He said: "We must stop speaking of one another as though we are living in a box of crayons." Do you ever realized how often we label one another? I am … [Read more...]

Recently, I had a conversation with my stomach. Here is part of that conversation. Stomach: “We need to talk.” Self: “About what?” Stomach: “About what you are sending down here. Last night before you went to bed, you covered me with pizza, coffee, fried potatoes, catsup, … [Read more...]

Having graduated from the University of Georgia with a geology degree in June 1980, I moved to Brownwood, Texas, and began working in the Southwestern U.S. oilfields as a geologist logging oil and gas wells. During my time in Texas, I took up dove hunting. In August 1981, I paid … [Read more...]

For many years my friend Rick, a CPA, handled my IRS affairs. Rick was a vanguard standing between the IRS and me. He actually made tax season fun with his dry wit. Even losing a poker hand to Rick was fun. His fee for preparing my tax returns was very affordable: a case of beer … [Read more...]