If I were arrested, charged with crimes and faced years in prison the first thing I would do is get a sleeping bag and camp out every night in front of my lawyer’s office. It…
Posts published by “Tommy Wayne Kramer”
I told my wife we’d have to leave early in the morning to catch our flight back to North Carolina, and she shot back a cold, level look. “How early,” she said. It wasn’t a…
Therapy, the multi-tentacled beast that spread in locust-like herds across the nation for 50 years ruining lives, splitting families, teaching nonsense and getting paid to do it, appears in remission. Therapists were the driving wheel…
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…
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…