
Considered by some to be the vagary of youthful social networking sites, this senior blogger, this senior postmaster continues to drop-in on the young and the restless, on the parent with sleep deprivation, on the lazy stay at home dad who bargains with everyone around to sneak away and blog like a closet opium addict rather than launder piles of grape juice stained clothing. This blogger does so for the sole satisfaction of causing butt rash. Why does he do that, when it doesn’t seem nice? Because he can, he’s retired and they’re not. He worked his whole life and saved all his pennies for this very moment, to become the radical nodal variant and political gadfly that he is. He has all the time in the world to be a social non-networking Kamikaze. Since he has no children, it falls into natural order that he mess with the children of his contemporaries, who from what he gathers, are largely doing the same thing.
For those who might think love can be found on this site, fear not, or fear less, because this blogger has no interest in such pursuits owing to his marriage to the Little Woman, who by most law enforcement officials would be so warned not to carry loaded and concealed firearms, especially the one with the silencer. For you true gun enthusiasts, it’s called a suppressor. Either way, this blogger has an incentive to keep most of his sad, sagging and otherwise wrinkled body parts intact.
When he is not a menace to his fellow digital nerds and geekified hoodlums he is tending to his flock of Rouen Mallards or at the range polishing his skeet shooting skills. Yes, he drives a pick-up.
He likes to cook.
He likes anyone over the age of 41 and one-half.
He plays slide guitar blues and classical guitar.
He looks like a nice guy…and largely he is.
First Published on: July 1, 2009
(He has owned the Ducks Mahal Label since July of 2007 and until now, listed at Blogspot)

Thank you for visiting my BLOG and leaving a comment about my work. I totally agree with you that schools should be teaching art and science together with shared importance. The core of both art and science is wonder after all. I have tried, when I have been given the opportunity in schools and at public presentations, to link art and science. We can only do what we can do, at least biting the bullet and doing it might just make some difference.
Wonder goes out the window at most schools!
I have enjoyed reading your BLOG. Laughed out loud in parts [the group guy thing!] and silently applauded your desire to search for yourself with the 4 year stint in therapy. You have a very engaging writing style.
Haven’t read this until now. You express yourself so well, which sounds SO condescending but is actually a lame compliment from someone less able to express herself so well.
I am a chicken enthusiast from way back but now I think I want a herd of Indian Runner Ducks. You heard me, HERD.