Last week I had a birthday. So what, you say? Everyone has birthdays. Yeah, but mine was special. Ok, ok, I know. Everybody’s birthday is special. But everybody doesn’t have a birthday where you can take a couple of 7’s, jumble them up any way you want and they end up indicating the same number: …
Year: 2019
If you’re wondering why the Weakly Post has not been faithfully adding to your already-clogged in-box, it’s because its battery has been dead. It has nothing to do with congressional hearings, trade talks or government shutdowns. ********** The other day I needed to use our extra, backup car. It has been parked inactively for …
Life is filled with lines. They are drawn early. This is a story of one. ********** It was long time ago, another time, another place. It was the Fall of ’52 when two 5th grade boys grappled on the playground behind the elementary school during recess. It wasn’t a mortal battle with a zero-sum outcome, …
What is truth, you ask? Where is it to be found? One place knoweth your secret sins: The bathroom scales. ********** They lie there, silent as death, watching you approach, trembling with trepidation. You know the verdict: Guilty. You want to avoid them, to sluff off the error of your ways. You hate its brutal …
Occasionally something magical can happen to us, something so unexpected it might be called an epiphany, and we are changed forever. ********** January 6th is Epiphany Sunday. It finds me sitting in a padded pew in the village Methodist Church, celebrating the wind-up of the twelfth day pf Christmas. Christians remember Epiphany Sunday as the …
And so is 2018. At least much of it. The dangling details of yesteryear are like the uneaten leftovers that linger in our refrigerator. They loiter like holiday hangovers and attest to our experimentation with epicurean indulgence. Inside is an array of what appears to be small, dish-like spaceships and other galactic debris, all wrapped …