Bar 54 Where Are You?

It’s my birthday today. Thanks to Facebook, many of you already know that. I expect that my 54th year on this planet will be just as adventurous as the last. Certainly, it is starting out that way as I sit here at my old computer, about to get into my pirate...

It’s A Big Gamble, But Not Mine.

As usual, I’m in love with something. I love the idea of gambling, but I profess that it doesn’t love me back. Not that I don’t win on occasion. I do. But I know the deck is stacked against me literally. Casinos aren’t charities – they...

Busted.

Last Tuesday was a big day for me. I hadn’t done anything like it since 1992. Back then, it felt a lot different, mostly because taking a trip back then was a little more hit and miss and I did it all took place downtown and in White Center. When I stopped doing...

Shh, It’s A Secret, Facebook.

An amazing thing happened last week. Amazing only in that it is so late in coming. It seems that the Associated Press finally apologized to one of its long dead reporters. It only took them 77 years to admit they were wrong. If you didn’t see the story, let me...

I Thought Of It First. No Really!

Throughout my life, I have had a passion for inventing. That’s the good news. The bad news is I suck at engineering and manufacturing, so most of my brilliant ideas continue to swim around in my mind and not in the real world. Others have found their way into...

The River Of No Return.

I don’t like rivers much. Not because one of them drowned my brother, mind you. Rather, it’s because I’ve been sold down a few of them over the years. O.K., so I don’t like being sold down the river. It’s not fun. I don’t think...

I Can’t Get Behind A Plow, Either.

Mystified, are you? No, I didn’t buy the farm, at least not yet. But today’s RobZerrvation does concern a topic that would have eventually meant my demise. If you don’t recognize the source of the headline, here’s a reminder: You’re in...

And The Antser Is…

I used to marvel at ants. They were such industrious little critters. Especially red headed ants. Now, I don’t know what their real species is, we just called them red headed ants because their heads were, well, red, while the rest of their bodies were black. As...

A Plot As Thick As Thieves.

As most of you know, I am in the process of moving. Ah, that gypsy spirit, once again sending me across country in search of adventure… or income… or… It’s an unusual time here at the old housienda. I have been traveling back and forth between...