On a recent drive through our neighborhood the wife and I spotted a big ole burly black bear. For an Ursus americanus he wasn’t a bashful guy, which means he didn’t immediately bolt into the woods. He regaled us by running down the road in front of our car, his big butt lopping a hundred … Continue reading
STP will be free Tuesday, May 29th through Saturday, June 2nd on Amazon. Yes, that’s right, for a five-finger discount you can pick up a crazy summer read for your kindle or .Mobi compatible e-readers. Pick it up and you, like Maistoinna, may start calling the irritating people in your life Bison Anus. To my … Continue reading
“There’s nothing like the smell of napalm in the morning…” It’s one of the most famous movie lines of all time. Around my neighborhood the line would go: “There’s nothing like the smell of smoke in the springtime, it’s the smell of impending warm weather.” That’s enough to get this hillbilly stirred up, especially after … Continue reading
When the view starts seeming normal, you may have been in the asylum too long. If you haven’t been to our asylum but enjoy the shenanigans from afar, you may have already begun to accept them for not too far out of the ordinary. If you’re new here… :laughs: “Good luck!” You see fair reader, … Continue reading
This week’s post could easily be part of The Barroom Chronicles, but I’ve decided to use it as the first post in a new series I’ll be featuring. Like the title suggests, it’s about ghosts, more accurately, it’s about the disproportionate number of ghosts in our humble Montana town. The subject is prickly for me, … Continue reading
If you take a look to the left, you’ll notice a new page entitled Nightwatching. It contains the cover, blurb and an excerpt from the soon-to-be released ghost story. Don’t be shy, nose around and let me know what you think.
It was only a matter of time, you knew it was coming - the yin to the women’s room yang, or is it the yang to the yin? Who knows? All I know is that I can’t help reading this stuff multiple times a day – no wonder I’m twisted. Without further ado, allow me to reintroduce the shithouse poet … Continue reading
Did you ever have one of those days when you scratch your head and say: “What the F#$%?” In my part of the world, these days are, well, an everyday occasion. But sometimes I’m so amazed that I end up scratching both my head and my butt. This past Saturday was such a day, a perfect storm of … Continue reading
Even though I can’t remember the date, I’ll never forget the day. It marked the arrival of the most controversial conversation piece of my tenure. This object has been kidnapped more than Patty Hearst. It has been held ransom, it has been rescued, only to be kidnapped again. It’s been stowed away in a Tee-pee … Continue reading
I’ll be invading Ashley Fontainne’s Blog Talk Radio program this coming Saturday Evening, April 14th at 7:30 Eastern, 5:30 Mountain. We’re planning to yap it up about Cemetery Street. You can listen to the program live here. Anybody that calls in at (914) 338-1414, I’ll slip an e-copy of Cemetery Street or Shangri-La Trailer Park. … Continue reading
