Ball ‘n’ Chain in the Rearview Mirror

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I learned to drive on a stick-shift. Jerk-jerk-jerk. If you thought moving forward could give you whiplash, you’ve never had your head snapped while looking behind you. Talk about getting a crick-neck! When I finally took Driver’s Ed in high school, we had automatic...

Sense, Shame, and Sensibility

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I’m a shameless artist. Not that I do any art that is shameful. Unfortunately, most professional artists nowadays tend to have such a bad rep and worse, they glory in it. The weirder, the better. Look at Lady Gaga. I’m shameless as both a writer and an audience in...