Lurking, there….right behind me….

Do you feel it…..  the uneasy, uncertainty – the nagging, overwhelming feeling something isn’t right – someone or something is behind you and closing fast. The creepy crawling awareness that heightens your senses… Continue reading

Holy Rockin’

Air Guitar… An ancient art that originated after God wanted to rock out but had no electric guitar on hand. He realized how sweet a thing he had just created and  he wanted… Continue reading

Doctors with Hammers

The reason “they” want you to fit in……. once you do, then they can ignore you…. If it’s true that to a person with a hammer, every problem looks like a nail, then… Continue reading

A Steaming Pile of Happy

Are you happy, right now, right this minute? Would you say that right now, you are more or less happy than your norm? Would you say your norm is more or less norm… Continue reading

Sick People Can Cure You

Researchers at the University of BC just completed a study where they discovered that looking at images of sick people actually boosts your immune system. The researchers asked young adults to watch a… Continue reading

Vigilantes Don’t Wear Tights…p

In a couple of previous posts, the question has come up as to weather or not I consider myself simply a Hero or a Superhero….. I’m not comfortable answering that, it’s something I’ll… Continue reading

Chipmunks, 3D & Buttery Topping

Hey, lady in the middle back, white sweater, leopard skin hat…… why are you grinning? Everyone else seems pretty reserved and no one else is smiling, you are creepy, utterly inappropriate and I… Continue reading

Cracking the Engine Block….

I had my second neurology visit with Neuro 1 (Team Moron) and I am extremely happy to report that they didn’t call me Mike once – they knew my name, they had the… Continue reading

Medication or Time-Released Death

Right now, right here – I’m in what you call a bind, a quandary. Although I fancy myself a Doctor, I’m not. Oh sure, I’ve been reading anything & everything I can get… Continue reading

Kilts & Pavlov

I went to Catholic School all through elementary & high school. Uniforms were mandatory, for both the boy and the girls. Yep, we had different schools – they separated us. Grade school was… Continue reading