The Mystery Spot

To say that I have written very little lately is an obvious understatement. I'm not even talking about updating this blog, but writing i...

52 is an odd year for an even number. I'm one year younger than my Brother when he died. It's tough to wrap my head around that, sti...

The New Year means that my work anniversary is here. I started where I am currently employed nine years ago on January 2nd. I enjoy the work...

2015 was not the most public year for me and poetry. I'd like to blow this year up socially as being constantly worn out made it difficu...

For the past four years I've been making slideshows and setting them to music. This year is no exception. It's been a year of a lot ...

It's a struggle that has nothing to do with agoraphobia but it's a time a year when I just do not want to leave the house. Another...

Another one of my former coworkers died this past week. Jane was an incredibly sweet woman, who I thought had a much harder life than she de...

This song is one of the several that got me through a rough patch in my life nine Novembers ago. This month symbolizes lock down to me. Th...

I am going to be watching this video all day long. Ya Gotta Believe!

My Brother died on Tuesday of complications following a bone marrow transplant. He kept his illness private, but if there were any questions...

It's a rare weekend when we're invited out for not just one, but two, social events and have the time and ability to do it. There ...

One of the great broadcasters, Van Miller, died today aged 87 . He was the longtime voice of The Buffalo Bills. His work was terrific. His e...

The one and only time I was on a horse, it stopped and rolled over on to its back. I had to jump clear so I would not have been crushed. I...

One of my college professors at Fredonia died yesterday. John P. Malcolm was a gregarious and knowledgeable man. Whether in the classroom or...

1985 was a crazy year. I graduated college, got married shortly after and began work for a local radio station that was in the process of ha...

Last Sunday, the Columbus arts community lost one of its most talented members. Gina Blaurock was an artist, poet, and my friend. Her unexp...

He was one of the great audio artists of our time. Stan Freberg was a pioneer, a creative and innovator for over seventy years. I'm sure...

I really hope that 2015 does not turn out to be the Year of the Wake. Tomorrow will be the second in two weeks. My neighbor died a couple of...