I heard the punchline many times to the great VIP cartoon on top: "You salute the uniform, not the man." Uh-huh. If you can see th...

The first sergeant, the one we called Coke Bottles because of his thick glasses, called me into his office. "I want you to take these d...

First night in the barracks. December 2, 1966, Fort Lewis, Washington. We were 60 men, ages 17-26, but most in the 19-20 age group. The maj...

My friend Eddie, retired from the Postal Service, has a scheme to make money on his Chicken Fat Blog. In the meantime, I, still not retire...

When did Mickey Mouse, the cartoon character, become "Mickey Mouse," the rinky-dink and petty? If someone now says, "That...

Mac was a guy I met on the first day we were in the Army. We went through basic training together, were in the same artillery unit in Germa...

I recently posted a story about screwing up an elementary school relationship with a girl I L*O*V*E*D. I snitched her off to the teacher by...

Still continuing with my memories of my time in a U.S. Army artillery unit stationed in Germany in 1967-68: We called him Stud, but that was...

I began my blog, Paranoia Strikes Deep in April, 2006 with this story of a random drug test . Today I took another; my third random drug tes...

In May, 1967 I found my way through the various repple depos--replacement depots, for you civilians--to Fürth, near Nürnberg, West Germany. ...

Friday night I went online and googled my old Army artillery unit. To my surprise I came up with a whole page devoted to the unit from the l...

Another sex scandal, another public figure resigns…go figure. We have so many laws, strictures, and taboos concerning sex that someone, some...

"It's all the fault of these folks!" The governor of New York was caught paying call girls. He put himself in the situation to...

Watching James Taylor's "One Man Band" as a PBS fundraiser has made me once again appreciate how good this artist is. The firs...

Last Friday I saw Essy, my coworker of many years. I hadn't seen her for a couple of months. Our paths just haven't crossed. Essy wa...

Night Of The Living Dead is celebrating its 40th anniversary this year. It was released originally in 1968, the very politically charged y...

Kicking back by myself on a Saturday night…Sally is pet sitting…the snow is falling. On March 1, yet! I should've read a book, but inste...

Our two granddaughters will soon be moving cross country with their mom and dad. ***Sigh*** I feel a pang I haven't ever felt before, bu...

I heard a little squib of news on National Public Radio the other day. I don't remember the exact figure, but something like 75% of the ...

Here is yet another Monday morning, and yet another attempt to haul my tired ass out of bed, pour myself into my car, get myself to work. So...