by mike | Mar 6, 2026 | Aging, Baseball, Humor, Life, Uncategorized |
Yes indeed, hard to believe, but today (March 6th) marks eighty years that I have walked the Earth. That’s a few decades short of Bilbo Baggins when he left for Rivendell on his birthday, but close enough. Good grief, how did this happen? Some years back my wonderful...
by mike | Mar 1, 2026 | Creature Features, Fantasy, Horror, Horror Movies, Humor, Monster Movies, Movies, Science Fiction, Uncategorized |
One old horror flick still retains its 92% rating on Rotten Tomatoes. A second old horror flick is saddled with a 5% rating. The two of them made for an interesting double feature on a recent dark and stormy night outside my abode. So what are these two gems? The 1971...
by mike | Feb 23, 2026 | Adventure fantasy, Books, Fantasy, Humor, Museums, Uncategorized |
Some fun today. In my latest novel, The Magic of the Bike Path (A Jack Miller Senior Moment: Book Six), Jack winds up in a museum located in the middle of nowhere…literally. Its current exhibit is “The Wonderful, Jackalicious World of Jack,” featuring famous figures,...
by mike | Jan 29, 2026 | Aging, Books, Humor, Science Fiction, Uncategorized |
The way things are going in this world, and in particular this country, we could all use a diversion. As it used to say in Reader’s Digest, “Laughter is the Best Medicine.” So here is a short scene from Back on the Bike Path (A Jack Miller Senior Moment: Book Four),...
by mike | Jan 7, 2026 | Books, Fantasy, Humor, Science Fiction, Uncategorized |
That blasted fog bank in my latest opus, THE MAGIC OF THE BIKE PATH (A Jack Miller Senior Moment: Book Six), is the gift that keeps on giving. This particular life form that Jack encounters will make him a bit…er, uncomfortable. Finally, something different: the fog...
by mike | Dec 8, 2025 | Horror, Humor, Movies, Uncategorized |
My three daughters know this old guy pretty well. When it comes to choosing gifts, they’re always spot on. Case in point, when a delivery addressed to “Dad” recently showed up on my doorstep, I knew that Molly had sent it. But since it wasn’t my birthday, or...
