Let me begin by saying I dislike Valentine’s Day and always have. I think an act of love on a random day for no particular reason has far more meaning than a bouquet of flowers, a box of candy, and a mushy card given on a day when you have no real choice but to…
Category: (Gene)ric Ramblings
Breaking News: Gene Strother Nominated for Nobel Peace Prize
Dateline: Somewhere in East Texas, December 10, 2009 The AP, UPI, and Rooters (Arkansas’ state newspaper, not the better known Reuters somewhere over there in the UK) have just learned on this momentous day when President Barrack Obama is set to receive his Nobel Peace Prize that Gene Strother (pronunciation unknown), a popular blogger in…
Wandering the Backroads of My Mind
Towns in these parts have international names. There is Paris, Detroit, Bogata, New Boston (and Old Boston), Naples, Atlanta, and Omaha, to name a few. Perhaps they were named by those who founded them based on the places they had once called home. Perhaps they believed that if they gave a town a noble name,…
It’s In the Game: Confessions of a Football Junkie
My dad once said to me, “Son, if they were to open up your head and examine your brain, they’d find it shaped like a football.” He wasn’t necessarily wrong. Just about as long as I can remember, I have been in love with the game of football. I don’t really know why. I have…
Pieces of Me
Tossing about in the bed last night, chasing the elusive slumber I so desperately sought, my mind wandered back to the places I have been and people I have seen the past couple of weeks. Weekend before last, Donya and I flew to Texarkana, Arkansas to spend a couple of days. There is only one…
Sweet Escape
(Reprinted from 2003) Do you remember the Chevrolet Tahoe commercials from a few years ago, the ones featuring a poemread by James Garner? The first time I heard the poem, I was smitten. I hadto find out who wrote it, where it came from. I kind of thought it might bea Dr. Seuss offering I…
Thoughts on Human Nature, Limitations, Predispositions, and Rising Above
The more I observe life and the lives of others and – when I am brave enough for self-observation – my own life, the more I believe that we are what we are by the force of our own nature, much more than any nurture we have received. Plenty of people have risen above their…
Therefore, I Am
What Did you think I would think At this moment? That’s What I thought You thought I thought. I think.
The Big Picture Man
The Devil’s in the Details At least that’s what they say I don’t mind I’m the kind Who never cared for details anyway
¡Put the apple cart!
Now Eliab his oldest brother heard when he spoke to the men; and Eliab’s anger was aroused against David, and he said, “Why did you come down here? And with whom have you left those few sheep in the wilderness? I know your pride and the insolence of your heart, for you have come down…