Let’s give more guns, bombs training to a group of people not necessarily in tune with our political wants or needs. WASHINGTON: A new and Continue reading This can only end… how exactly?
Go to this Link and read. A NY Times article; Title: A Harvest of Trash and Turmoil for an Agent Fighting Steroids You think this Continue reading The Fuckin’ Dopin’ Game
With all the problems in the world, you gotta pour booze down the drain? What’d the booze ever do to you? I mean, what’d the Continue reading Oh for fucks sake…
I can’t really say I’m much surprised, but still… Damn. Barry Bonds, baseball’s home run king, was indicted for perjury and obstruction of justice Thursday Continue reading Federal grand jury indicts Barry Bonds
HER DIARY: Tonight I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping Continue reading His and Her diary
No, seriously… I lived there. I know firsthand how crazy they can get. It look as though it runs in the family. Lance’s Daughter Shows, Continue reading Texans are fucked-up.
He has it Learning to intertwine the secular sounding Rhythms of his cool jazz with a voice of my own My brother has always been Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – He has it
One of the funniest things I’ve seen in a long time. You can get that fine logo splashed all over fly gear. Really. I couldn’t Continue reading Saving Portland from themselves
The Newspaper The newspaper came at 2:30 am, tonight. Yesterday, it didn’t come at all. I’d complain if I only knew who to. or if Continue reading Thursday’s Poem – The Newspaper
There is a lot of writing out there of late concerning accidents involving automobiles and bicycles, and the charges brought (or not brought) against drivers Continue reading Bikes Belong
Oh my. First I was reading about our dear unfortunate brother across the pond who took “bike love” a step to far. And then some. Continue reading Where there’s spokes, there’s sodomy
It will never get easier to read stuff like this: Witnesses said the red Ford was speeding, going 90 mph or faster, when it hit Continue reading Biker Down: Christopher E. Cooper