Category Archives: True Stories

I have an outdoor shower.  (Yes, before you ask, I also have a normal indoor shower and a bathroom.) This past summer I have been using my outdoor shower on a daily basis.  In the morning I go to the … Continue reading →

I was at the beach today. Beautiful day.  The beach is called Cooper Beach and is located in Southampton, New York. This time of year the it is filled with visitors who want to relax on the beach that has … Continue reading →

That’s what the 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue resident said to a group of his supporters — otherwise known as the”deplorables”, the “base”, the “knuckleheads at the end of the bar.” “THEY are taking YOUR job away and sending it overseas.” Mmmm…I … Continue reading →

Hasn’t America had enough of the person who occupies the White House? The person who lost the 2016 election popular tally by 3 million votes? The person who has driven the national debt up to historical, and hysteria-producing, levels? The … Continue reading →

After watching all of the shenanigans with the release of the Mueller report I am very dismayed and disappointed. Doesn’t the Attorney General of the USA trust the judgement of the American people? Doesn’t the administration of the President who-shall-go-nameless … Continue reading →

This is the house where our President grew up.  Yes, our current President. You know, the same guy who claims he’s from the “streets” of New York City. Technically this house in Jamaica Estates is part of New York City … Continue reading →

So it’s a new year.  A fresh set of 365 days to jump into. So what will we do with them? The scariest thing for me at least is that if I fill every 24 hour chunk with productive work … Continue reading →

I heard on the news today that the “acting President” feels, and has consistently felt, that the American people don’t care. According to him they don’t care about the various scandals, diatribes, tasteless comments, unethical acts, and downright lies the … Continue reading →

I want to vote on November 6, 2018.  I mean I REALLY want to vote on that day. But I won’t be in the town where I live to vote. I’ll be working and keeping the economy afloat. So I … Continue reading →

At 4:45am on a recent weekday morning, I was all alone walking down a dark side street in the village of Southampton where I live. The only creatures stirring were myself and a flock of deer breakfasting on a homeowner’s … Continue reading →