Tuesday, November 4, 2014

We're not addressing mental health this time either

An act of murder was committed when Jillian McCabe threw her six year old son London, off a bridge in Oregon. It is a terrible, criminal act that I cannot condone or defend.

London McCabe was severely autistic.

In addition, the McCabe family was in trouble, London's father was recently diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and was unable to work. He was the financial head of the household, so Mrs. McCabe had to juggle being a caregiver and seek out financial assistance for her family. A rather stressful undertaking.

Then Mrs. McCabe's father died and she and her husband separated.

It is not difficult to see why Jillian McCabe may have snapped, but that does not give her any excuses for her crime of murder.

We talk a lot after tragedies about how we have to address mental health. It's a lot of talk. Whatever Jillian McCabe's mental health treatment was, it was not enough, and her family is now suffering the consequences of her actions.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

An extra hour to bounce off the wall

My son swims on Saturday mornings. I was getting his things ready, bag packed, then I put his shoes on about fifteen minutes before we were going to leave.

As soon as I put his shoes on he kept saying, "Time to go," over and over.

After the 75th time I asked him where we were going.

"Swimming," he said.

It was time to go.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

An internet expansion

It's said that a blog is supposed to have a singular topic or focus. That does not happen here, and probably never will.

For awhile I've thought about starting a new blog, one that would be focused on something singular. Never could find a topic.

Late last year there was a series of crime that involved Crock Pots. Be they the wrong gift, used as a weapon, or just in the room when something strange happened. So I thought about it some more, and waited, and continued to wait for inspiration and then decided, in August, to start a new blog.

People do not use their Crock Pots in summer, at least little to no crime involving a Crock Pot is reported. It's not until the weather cools that the Crock Pot is brought out of storage, and it's role in infamous activities begins anew.

So I present this newish blog to the millions of other small, relatively unimportant things on the internet.

Crock Pot Crime

It will be updated as events are reported. Hope you enjoy it.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

A rehatching

New York Governor Andrew Cuomo issued a press release today, announcing that the Hatchery at Connetquot River State Park will begin operating again next year.

My Mom worked here and loved working in the hatchery. A virus shut it down in 2008 and there was a strong chance that it would never reopen. A lot of people in the park were very disappointed that it was not happening.



"The project is funded by a $150,000 Environmental Protection Fund grant awarded through Governor Cuomo’s Regional Economic Development Council initiative. The Friends of Connetquot and other local fishing clubs will contribute $10,000 to purchase eggs needed to begin cultivating fish."

I think my Mom would have been very happy to see this happen. Her memorial bench is located by the hatchery. 


The entire press release is here.


Monday, October 20, 2014

Four weeks, one chapbook

About a month ago, Scott Woods created an online poetry project called Muse Arcade, in which poets would write a chapbook with the book title, poem title and order already set. All the poets had to do was write the poems and put the work online.



My book is ready to go and you can read/download it right here.

Many other poets from all over the world are taking part in this project and you can read their work here.

People are being creative, having fun and putting out some good poetry. This has been a great project to be a part of. Some of the titles threw me off a bit, but I did my best.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Super sub reads again

It's rare when I get asked to do a feature outright instead of being a substitute when there's a cancellation, but I'll usually take the gig.

Such was the case yesterday when I was asked to read in the Borderlands: Poetry on the Edge series in Mansfield. My feature partner was Fred Kirchner, a fine poet from Dayton.

This was my first time in the city and I was impressed with the mix and signage on the block Main Street Books is on.


The bookstore itself is quite cool, there's a loft where events are held that overlooks the shop.


Fred and I compliment each other very well, and we had a good time appreciating the sign outside of the store that promoted our reading.


I went on first, and here's the set list.

It was an old book
Divorced, with special needs
From the streets of the under served
318 feet from home plate
Notation
After Birth
David's rock
Is gun
Unlatching
The wine list of the Overlook Hotel

It was a small, but attentive crowd that really appreciated the work, and had some good poems of their own. Thought I did a decent job, and the work was very well received. Was asked if I had any chapbooks, which I sadly do not. That's rather pathetic. I should have something to offer. Just not interested in the labor of stapling something together. I'd rather go the self publishing route of createspace or lulu than work a photocopier. Reality is publishers are not knocking on my door.

Mansfield is definitely a trip I'd take again,  maybe I'll ride the carousel.