Category Archives: Poetry and fiction

Silent cinema in three quick glances: Emily Brownbangs at the conception of guile.

This is not what my train looks like – unless you’re a toddler.Photo by: Tejvan PettingerA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, May 8, 2016 – Mother’s Day I want to tell you another train story, but this is a sad … Continue reading

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Love at first sight, twenty-five years later: Someone to thrive with.

I wrote this twenty years ago today, but it describes events that happened twenty-five years ago. You’ll figure it out…  If you wonder what a gorgeous woman like that is doing with a schlub like me, I commend you to … Continue reading

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Ayn Rand and me – why my homework is late…

Human thriving is not a solitary pursuit? Who knew?I am dilatory, plainly. More than a year since I’ve written anything here, and that story’s horrors bloom like mold spores. For two years and more, I’ve been stuck with a book … Continue reading

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An infinity of souls.

Miss Chioux. She’s even friendlier in person. A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, June 20, 2021 – Father’s Day – Rio Nuevo, AZ “Why aren’t you writing?” Josh asked me that, and this is the price you pay for letting people get … Continue reading

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The Grasshopper Rebellion

“Ants or no Ants, life is a lifelong marshmallow test that Grasshoppers routinely fail.” Continue reading

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Surfing The Deuce with Sarno’s Ghost.

Want to hear some juicy Vegas gossip? The Grace on the left had a boob-job. Extracted from the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie book Losing Slowly, available at Amazon.com. I have great ideas. You have money. We should trade. A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ … Continue reading

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“The one becomes the other…”

“You’ve given us more tyranny in a week than Clinton and Gore gave us in eight years, and this war of yours is barely started. The one becomes the other, inch by inch, hour by hour, episode by episode. Thirteen weeks? Mr. President, I predict this show will still be getting great ratings in thirteen years!” Continue reading

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Some days the train robs you: Desperados waiting for the hearse.

“Some days you rob the train,some days the train robs you.”Photo by: Syuzo TsushimaA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Tuesday, May 17, 2016 The saddest questions are the ones you already know the answers to, without having to ask. “Awb oar!” … Continue reading

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A Costco family Christmas.

Do you know about Costco? It’s a warehouse-sized store that sells huge quantities of stuff at wholesale prices. There are other companies that exploit the same basic idea. Another big one is Sam’s Club, where the motto is, ‘When mere … Continue reading

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The War for Independence at the Hotel Port-au-Prince.

When the Honor Guard regained the corner of Broadway, Granny turned to face the crowd of bewildered Princely. “We celebrate peace,” she said in barely intelligible English, “we shoot rockets that way.” She pointed to the sky. Her gaze swept … Continue reading

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Three #MyKindOfBenedy @Netflix romantic comedies for three date nights with your best-beloved.

Sorry to have gone silent for a while. We moved on Patriot’s Day, and I’ve been enraptured by our new neighborhood. Whoever was holding his breath, you can stop now. Here’s a palate cleanser, three Netflix rom-coms for three date … Continue reading

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President Biff Tannen in four words: Accidentally like an übermensch.

“What? Me, president?”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie Story Thursday, January 26, 2017 “So here’s the idea,” said Manny Kant. “It’s the ‘Big’ trope – boy wakes up in adult’s body – but with a twist.” “Seen it, done it, took a … Continue reading

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The true story of Christmas? Joseph didn’t dump the baby and ditch Mary.

It’s Christmas because Joseph knew why fatherhood matters, and why you can’t throw it away – even if that seems easy.Photo by: frankieleonA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, December 24, 2017 – Christmas Eve A lot of folks credit the Bible’s … Continue reading

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Cultivating oak trees – for Christmas: “Unbroken things can survive unbroken forever.”

“It’s the same with love at first sight: If you don’t break it, it’s never broken. And if it’s your first love, you’ll never have a broken heart – another impossibility. And the same can go for her, too: The … Continue reading

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‘How The Meshugonoph Grabbed Festivus’ suitable for framing – just like #Trump.

Click on the image or this link to download a PDF file you can print out and tack to the company bulletin board when no one is looking. And pass this along. If you have an employer, I’m no longer … Continue reading

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