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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' hooligan. By great fortune, I stumbled upon the teachings of Śri Chaitanya, learned the err of my ways (before any major tragedy), culminating to an astonishing visit to the land of Vraja in India. Today, I am now repentant and reclusive, a nature-lovin', bird feedin' retired widower, barely living only off of Social Security near the sylvan town of Furnessville in northwest Indiana, within earshot of the historic South Shore Line railway. My final goal now is to try my best 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 regrets, but many 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. 32 minutes ago on Ripley's Believe It or Not

    That’s better than a place where I used to live, where people would start firing guns at midnight. I assume that they were drunk as well.

  2. 35 minutes ago on Pearls Before Swine

    This is a perfect example of passive-aggressive behavior.

  3. 1 day ago on Ziggy

    If you never have any expectations, then you’ll never be disappointed.

  4. 2 days ago on Peanuts

    Depression is not necessarily deep sadness, but an utter lack of enthusiasm to do anything (except sleeping).

  5. 2 days ago on Peanuts

    “Depression is a disease. Would you tell someone with cancer to ‘just stop thinking about it’?” A more apt analogy would be telling someone with cancer to “Suck it up, get out of bed and stop having cancer!”

  6. 2 days ago on Drabble

    On June 1st, 2018, I was stopped at a stop sign, sitting on my motorcycle, when a big Dodge Ram 3500 pickup truck turned the corner short and ran right into me. I rode motorcycles for almost 40 years, but never again after that. Too many drivers staring at their phones instead of driving. That motorcycle was my sixth motorcycle, only one month old.

  7. 9 days ago on Peanuts

    Sally’s confusing the patriarch Abraham with Abraham Lincoln. That’s understandable. I remember, when I was a little kid, when I first heard the term “Israelites”, I was thinking that it was something like Christmas lights.

  8. 13 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”.

  9. 22 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)
  10. 26 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.