The Power of Words

I received a message from a reader of my zombie apocalypse story the other day. My story is posted online and has been completed for about five months, but I still get feedback about it occasionally. These messages come as a surprise since I am no longer actively...

The Pretender

Oh yes, I’m the great pretender Pretending that I’m doing well My need is such I pretend too much I’m lonely but no one can tell (The Platters) Musicians, and would be musicians, are just like everybody else. We just want to be loved. That means...

The pretty near perfect jam

If you are like me, you spend a lot of time looking/hoping/praying for the perfect jam, or at least the pretty-near-perfect jam.  And when they happen, they stick in your memory.  Sometimes it’s not an entire jam, just a moment.  It comes, it goes, and...

The prez is outta town

First Mondays are reserved for a message from our Association president.  Well, not today…Darby and husband Bruno are in Paris celebrating their 50th anniversary.Please join our cbaweb team, all our CBA staff and, of course, our membership, in wishing these...

The Problem with Cellulites

I got to the fathers day festival on the Friday before the festival started. My wife dumped me off and took off with the car, and I was stuck there precisely where I wanted to be, fifty feet from the restroom with the shower, right next to where Lucy (My guitar hero)...