A So then Sunday going back to April and just a cool thing. So I have this friend from my WVU days, Rob Eldridge, who plays guitar, something I’m most envious of, and back in January he posted a little ditty, as he called it, an instrumental just around a minute long and, at the… Continue reading

A So Then Sunday So, here in the Attic, posts will have, at the bottom, links to a couple of other posts if you have somehow managed to make your way all the way through the one you are currently visiting without toe curling a tall ledge and saying to yourself “Wow, that’s a long… Continue reading

So I ran this one by my Mikey Six, “Hey, Mikey likes it!” or “Hey, Mikey, why are you puking on your shoe?”, a group of six friends who I often run things by before I post and who surely wonder how they can get on a “no call” Mikey Six list and their non… Continue reading

I got a bit melancholy tonight as I thought of younger days in my made excuse to hit the pharmacy on my way home for a third time in three days claiming old and having forgotten something the first two times around. The melancholy? The pretty girl at the Walgreens pharmacy. An unintentional intentional forgetting… Continue reading

(Something from a few months ago updated and revised some with a fresh eye now for a dVerse poets Open Link Night / 02-01-24) Grains Of Stars I am bits of ocean meet horizon pieces that are smaller than even that small I know I’ve seen the stars remind of universe . or maybe a… Continue reading

As I made my way onto Route 9 the other morning heading into work I hit my right turn signal to change lanes to the inside one. 6 miles later, readying to make a right OFF of Route 9 I looked down and said to myself “Wow, my turn signal’s already on, how convenient is… Continue reading

I noted, not too long ago, in a post here that for some reason I have these two bits that keep popping up having been recently viewed. A one from back in October of 2019, “A Nonexistent Trickle and Snake Oil For Sale in Aisle Six” a little non descript though cool thing that has… Continue reading

I got a phone call last night from my old boss at Spectrum Sports, a reminder of our past Friday Night High School football games, a dear friend and the director of those games. He was feeling a bit melancholy for the old days where a Friday night at this time of year was me… Continue reading