Christmases past (and masks still suck)

Christmases past (and masks still suck)

Well, we have a little over a week until Christmas and I can say this: “At least those little paper masks we all are wearing keeps your nose warm in the parking lot.” (That’s about all I have on those masks, except maybe this: They suck.) * * * I wonder if “they” are gonna’ […]

Remember the day when I was sent to get the Christmas tree?

Remember the day when I was sent to get the Christmas tree?

I’ve written before about growing up in Clarkston’s ghettos – and, back then it meant anywhere not located in the half square mile of Clarkston proper (basically anywhere in Independence Township). If you lived in the township, folks from the village would scrunch their faces at you if you said you lived in Clarkston but […]

Goodfellows, gratitude & good deeds

Goodfellows, gratitude & good deeds

Something feels a wee bit amiss. The year 2020 aside, it took me a minute to figure out what I was missing and then it hit me. This time of year I usually have put the finishing touches on local “Goodfellow” editions. This year, not so much. This year the Oxford Lions Club will not […]

Bring on the holidays, I’m ready!

Bring on the holidays, I’m ready!

If you ever wanted to waste your time and dive back into the ever-loving archives of the ever-lovin’ column, Don’t Rush Me — some 30-plus year’s worth — you will run across some columns I have penned lambasting the marketing for profit of Christmas. I am 100-percent positive, I lamented seeing holiday decorations and displays […]

Fungat is as fungat does

Fungat is as fungat does

The weekend before this past weekend’s wind storms, I spent a lot of time outside. Wasn’t hunting. Wasn’t hiking or enjoying the crisp, clean autumn air. Nah, nothing so adventurous or sublime. Just had to finish taking care of the leaves on and around Casa D’Rush. Yeah, there was some raking, some sucking, some blowing […]

It’s the season for gratitude (finally!)

It’s the season for gratitude (finally!)

Hey, it’s November and whenever November rolls on in, I usually need to figuratively slap myself in the face; get my head out the muck and grime of everyday living and taste the proverbial coffee and smell the roses. November is a good time to remember it ain’t all bad. And, things could be a […]

Blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah.

Blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah.

Captain’s Log, Stardate 2020-1102: There. Is. Only one. Day left. The question we have asked ourselves is, “Can we survive Election 2020?” * * * I send this exciting chapter of Don’t Rush Me into the hallowed halls of Don’t Rushmedon on Monday, November 2. Mothership Earth is still spinning in the cosmos. Asteroids are […]

Stupid coronavirus.

Stupid coronavirus.

Yup. It’s true. I sometimes get lost. It’s not that I don’t have a decent sense of direction, it’s just sometimes I enjoy the journey and forget to pay attention. It’s the same thing nowadays as it was when I was just a wee, little man. Back in the days before there was a Heather […]

A little ouchy time with Mr. Rush

A little ouchy time with Mr. Rush

So when I heard the sign-in nurse lady say, “When was the last time you’ve been to the hospital,” my first response was, “For myself?” Then, as she looked up from her computer, maybe a little annoyed, I added, “The last time I was in the hospital for myself was when I was born.” I […]

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