Friday, November 17, 2017


I want to thank everyone that has purchashed my newest short story, The Expedition. It's currently 99 cents on Amazon. It's always a little frightening putting your work out into the world, but I think in the end it's worth it. We all have a story to tell, so get out there and tell yours. But in the mean time, feel free to check out mine.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

The Big Questions.

It’s not as if I haven’t tried. I’ve read the Bible, emulated Jesus, quoted Buddha and read every theological book I could get my hands on. But the results, sadly, are inconclusive at best. I’m no closer to knowing the truth than when I first started; and I’ve been at this a long time. As a kid I was taught everything I needed to fit into a society… no more, no less. Just the basics. And I suppose that’s alright. Most of us have become comfortable with the dynamics of a capitalistic society. We work our asses of at meaningless jobs in the hopes of someday obtaining a shiny new car, or whatever dangling carrot keeps us motivated and productive. But at the end of the day, it’s pretty damn depressing, don’t you think? Don’t get me wrong! I’m still no closer to finding the truth. But, I have learned a few things along the way. When given a choice, love is always the best answer. Religion, though good for many things, cannot magically change who you are. You have to put the hard work into it… there is no other way. We all need to eat, and having a job is essential in this world, but it cannot provide you with anything other than material possessions.  And the big questions may never get answered, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t keep asking.

Monday, October 9, 2017

Long lost friend

“Play some Styx, Chris!” a voice yelled from the darkness. Odd choice I thought to myself, most people yell out something along the lines of Free bird. By the way, don’t do that! There are a few songs musicians grow weary of performing. And free bird, although a great song, is one of them! “Renegade, Blue collar man!” Okay, now he was getting specific. I chuckled and began singing “it’s you babe whenever I get weary and I’ve had enough.” The crowd laughed and we finished our set without a glitch.

But as I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck drinking a warm glass of water between sets - That’s right, I said warm glass of water! It’s good for the vocal chords! Well, more room temperature than anything, but you get the picture! - a face I hadn’t seen in years approached from the shadows.

“Well, Chris.” He said. “I guess you did it after all didn’t ya!”

“Oh my God!” Kenny Johnson? Is that you? “

“Did what?” I asked.

“Got you a band and played some rock and roll”

“Yeah, Kenny! I guess I did.”

Kenny and I were best buds in grade school. And while all the other kids played Star Wars, we were busy putting together our pretend rock band. Kenny was more of a Kiss fan while I loved Styx, so the possibility of pretend artistic differences was very real indeed. In fact, our band pretended to disband on more than one occasion. You know how pretend musicians can be!! In many ways I never grew up. Oh, I got married, had children and went to work just like everyone else, but I never stopped pretending to be a musician. Hell, I even turned it into a pretty good avocation. People actually pay me to get up on stage and play music. Not much mind you! But they still do it!

However, I haven’t played a gig in awhile, and I told myself I would quit at the age of fifty. But that’s still a couple of years away, and I despise deadlines. So, I think I’ll just keep on keeping on until I just can’t physically do it anymore. Anything less would be an insult to my childhood pretend band!!!

Friday, September 8, 2017


In a culture dominated by unfettered consumerism, is it any wonder our elected leaders are disingenuous? I use the word disingenuous because it sounds really cool, and I’m a word junkie, but the fact of the matter is they're in the pockets of lobbyist and special interest groups! Our society idolizes power and wealth; and why not?  We’ve been fed a steady diet of ego driven, money hungry marketing for so long that we feel happiness can only be obtained through purchasing power. If we wear the right clothes, drive the right car, and align ourselves with the right people then maybe, just maybe, we will find true contentment. I hate to be the bearer of bad news people, but it’s all bullshit! Everything from the news we watch to the music we listen to is designed to keep us in the dark. And when I say music, I’m not speaking of real music made by authentic musicians. No, I’m speaking of the top forty, pop rock, modern country crap the corporate owned radio stations vomit out on a daily basis. Are they intentionally trying to dumb us down, or is it easier and more profitable to pander to the lowest common denominator in all of us? I don’t know, but it’s probably a little of both.

Listen to me, please! You cannot find happiness buying more shit!!! I know because I’ve tried and all I have to show for it is debt!! Be yourself, find your calling, and do it!! Don’t worry about whether or not it’s marketable. Who cares! The whole world is driven by money! And money? Well, it isn’t the litmus test for happiness. Truth, honesty, and beauty are priceless! So, speak your truth, sing your song and build your cathedral to the sky. Will the world take notice? Maybe, maybe not! But those that need to hear it will, and that’s what it is all about!

Sunday, August 27, 2017


Life’s not easy, and if you lived any amount of time on this earth, you should now that by know. But I think sometimes we get lulled into a false sense of security; I know I do. The cold hard truth is nothing in this life is guaranteed, it all can - and will at some point - disappear. It’s the state of our humanity. But we often times refuse to acknowledge our own mortality, much less the precarious nature of our minuscule time here on earth. Why is that? Why do we go thru our lives as if nothing will change? Why do we put our faith and our self worth in temporary things? Our jobs, money, prestige and possessions are nothing more than dust, but we refuse to acknowledge this. Why? I’m not asking these questions for dramatic effect, I really want to know. It seems obvious to me that our lot in life - at least on this plain - is temporary, and we should put our faith in something eternal…..but not religion or dogma! Those things - although we too often don’t admit it - are shallow and temporary as well. Beside, I don‘t think God is religious anyway. But the question still remains. Why?