Category Archives: Casual Friday

Kicking this back to the top from February of 2007, although the underlying essay is much older than that. This is the shortest statement I have made, so far, of the ontology of human behavior. –GSS  Russell Shaw has mentioned the film The Secret a couple of times. Cathy bought the DVD, and we took […] Continue reading →

A Costco family Christmas A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story “Okay, so one day we’re driving, and we’re just about to get on the freeway, and I look up and the sign says, ‘Squaw Peak Freeway.’” The Kid said that. Maybe eleven years old, tall and thin. Tousled brown hair and the most beautiful gray eyes […] Continue reading →

A father for Christmas A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story “Shame about the bike,” I said to the strained young black man at the bus stop. His head was down and he was staring hard at the ground. He grunted, a sound that conveyed two ideas: “I heard you” and “I’m not listening.” “Just as well, […] Continue reading →

Merry Christmas, Princess Peach A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story “Luigi!” The beautiful blonde girlchild tore her way across the packed airport corridor. “Oh,” said her mother, a beautiful blonde womanchild. “Great…” There is only one Christmas, isn’t there? Holly and mistletoe. A golden retriever by the fire. Mom bastes the bird while dad carols with […] Continue reading →

A dumpster diver’s Christmas A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story I can be counted upon to walk, after all. When everybody’s nowhere and even the laundromats are empty. When the respectable stores are closed and the line at the 24-Hour Slurp ‘n’ Burp is 15 deep with people craving cold beer and hot salsa and high-octane […] Continue reading →