I hurt my back last week. No, wait. That’s not right. I meant to say “My back hurt me last week” and hasn’t stopped. I might need a tourniquet. Backs go out and seem to…
Posts published by “Tommy Wayne Kramer”
Things I’m unable to comprehend: Greeting Cards I’ve never understood why greeting cards are so expensive. It’s a folded piece of cardboard with flowers or kittens on the front and inside something deeply deep, like…
There once were holidays when I wrote sad words and heartbreaking paragraphs about the commercialization of Christmas, but by 2024 anyone caught moaning such rubbish would be brought up on charges of Journalism Malpractice (Second…
Growing up a tadpole in the 1950s, I watched without much interest and zero comprehension as construction boomed and entire neighborhoods and shopping centers popped up around me. In 1955, the Village of Seven Hills…
There has never been, and never will be a vote among local residents on A) the need for a new courthouse in Ukiah, or B) Merits of the courthouse design, if based only on drawings…
I once described my family as “six abrasive oddballs” led by “parents from Neptune and three siblings I never knew. All the kids ignored each other except when tormenting younger ones, while mom and dad…
Here comes Thanksgiving, a once-grand holiday of sharing and gratitude, slowly having the joy wrung out of it by the usual mob of angry dimwits who spend their days moaning and weeping over the fact…