Knick-knack, this Old Man…

Knick-knack, this Old Man…

 Hey gang, guess where I’ve been? Back in the Midwest, cavorting with former high school classmates. It was a reunion – small because originally there were only 32 graduates, or were there 33? None of us fully recall the details, but what can it matter...
Knick-knack, this Old Man…

There was an Old Lady – and she was thee!

Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes there are more. Authors hear much about keywords when it comes to Amazon sales. I written about that in the past. Today’s blog has another tasty treat: the continued alphabetical list of phrases I recall from my misspent...
There was an Old Lady and she was me!

There was an Old Lady and she was me!

Way back in April I riffed on The Media, the whipping boy/girl of the current regime: https://www.pjcolando.com/the-media/ Thanks to television, it was easy to pick up what was new and cool when we were tweens/teens/twenty-somethings. Remember? Kick back and getcha...
The Tall Poppy Syndrome

The Tall Poppy Syndrome

We’ve just returned from lands Down Under, where I’ve learned an apropos phrase: the Tall Poppy Syndrome. It’s applied to me nearly all my life. In one incident after another, for better or worse, mostly worst. I am more sensitive than people care to...
Double entendre words

Double entendre words

We’re all aware of double entendre, a French phrase that masks dirty tricks of language, sexual innuendo and such. I recall an embarrassing attempt to titter beyond my parent’s Squaresville comprehension once as a teen. Only once. Nevermore…I’d...