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Born in '54 near the pastoral town of Hitchcock in southern Indiana, in earshot of the celebrated Monon railroad. Admiring my ever-drunk, bar-fighting Battle of the Bulge veteran uncle, I grew up as a hell raisin', fist fightin', hard drinkin', drag racin' troublemaker. By great fortune, I stumbled upon the teachings of Śri Chaitanya, learned the err of my ways, culminating to an astonishing visit to the land of Vraja in India. I am now repentant and reclusive, nostalgic and sentimental; a nature-lovin', bird feedin' retired widower, living only off of Social Security near the sylvan town of Furnessville in northwest Indiana, in earshot of the historic South Shore Line railway. My final goal now is to try to outlive and take care of the stray cat and her three offspring that my beloved late wife and I rescued back in '19. They are the very last of the many, many dogs and cats that we rescued over the years. More than a few jobs, plenty of regrets, but even more stories and memories.

Comics I Follow

Pearls Before Swine

Pearls Before Swine

By Stephan Pastis
Ripley's Believe It or Not

Ripley's Believe It or Not

By Ripley’s Believe It or Not!
Non Sequitur

Non Sequitur

By Wiley Miller
Pluggers

Pluggers

By Rick McKee
Calvin and Hobbes

Calvin and Hobbes

By Bill Watterson
Monty

Monty

By Jim Meddick
Ziggy

Ziggy

By Tom Wilson & Tom II
Peanuts

Peanuts

By Charles Schulz
Peanuts Begins

Peanuts Begins

By Charles Schulz
Drabble

Drabble

By Kevin Fagan
The Dinette Set

The Dinette Set

By Julie Larson

Recent Comments

  1. about 14 hours ago on Peanuts

    It’s true! Hoagie Heaven, back in the 70s, was located in Burns Harbor, Indiana, near the intersection of US 20 and I-94. The location is now a fireworks store. :-(

  2. about 14 hours ago on The Dinette Set

    My first computer was the “Microace”, a direct progenitor of the Timex/Sinclair. It came as a kit, requiring soldering.

  3. 4 days ago on Peanuts

    People in different regions call that a submarine sandwich, others a hero, others a hoagie. There may be even more different names. Around here, there used to be a local joint known as “Hoagie Heaven”.

  4. 4 days ago on Drabble

    I used to make my own fruitcakes. Instead of those nasty gummy “fruits” that store-bought fruitcakes have, I would use raisins, dried blueberries, cherries and apples, soaked overnight in blackberry brandy.

  5. 5 days ago on Drabble

    I had some trouble a while ago with my debit card number being leaked and used. Since then, I use my debit card ONLY at my bank’s ATM. For everything else, I use a credit card (there are more safeguards and recourses with a credit card).

  6. 5 days ago on The Dinette Set

    I’m retired, and I avoid shopping on the weekends, like it’s the plague. I’ve never cared for crowded stores. I shop on a weekday, as soon as the store opens (at 6 a.m.).

  7. 7 days ago on Ripley's Believe It or Not

    I must be color blind. That “bright pink” looks like a light purple to me.

  8. 13 days ago on Pearls Before Swine
    “I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. I don’t like ’em myself. They are pretty bad. I grieve over them during long winter evenings.” — Humphrey Bogart as Phillip Marlowe (private eye), in “The Big Sleep” (1946)
  9. 17 days ago on Non Sequitur

    The only truly carefree time that I had as a child was the summer of ‘64. I was 10 years old, and I stayed with my uncle in the beachside town of Beverly Shores, Indiana. My uncle was either drunk or sleeping, so I had the whole summer with no adult supervision whatsoever. Sometimes he would disappear for days at a time. It’s a good thing he kept cereal in his house.

  10. 17 days ago on The Dinette Set

    Maybe hunters should be more careful as to what they’re shooting at, rather than shooting at anything that moves.