The event came about due to a text from Heather. I am not blaming her, though. We were all complicit and there is no one to blame. She innocently wondered whether the Usual Suspects would be at The Front Page to enjoy a few Irish Car Bombs on the occasion of St. Patrick’s Day, when […]

It was quite the week for weather, with snow and ice shutting things down effectively on Tuesday. It was not nearly as bad as it could be, and it appears those who knew that fact didn’t want to confuse us with the truth, and let the warning stand as the winds and snow came in. […]

Gentle Readers, I whined a bit yesterday about the slow defeat inflicted on us all by the curse of entropy. There were valid reasons for my complaint, and I will not vent about the scandal that is parading one of our pals through the public spotlight. It is of a piece with the disastrous maintenance […]

I apologize for not being more engaged the last couple months. I am determined to complete the work on the Mac Showers book, and wondering if I will ever have the time to get to the projects beyond that. I need to buy some of that most precious commodity a human being has. There have […]

Legendary local weather guesser Bob Ryan is now retired, but he would be in his element today. From 1980–2010, Bob was the chief meteorologist at Washington NBC affiliate WRC-TV. Before serving as the station’s chief meteorologist for 30 years, he was the first on-air meteorologist for the Today Show. He actually swapped jobs with the […]

I topped up the tulip glass- close to the last glass- of the remaining bottle of Willow Happy Hour White and walked back to the scene of the séance. I was dialed in, and a pleasant soprano voice came on the line: Karen Anderson, Evidentiary Medium. In my mind I had an image of how […]

(Former Deputy Sheriff, award-winning author and evidential medium Karen Anderson). After yesterday’s outing- the independent account of strange happenings in the Ford Island Dispensary- I am going to reiterate the obvious: There is stuff out here in the world that I do not either understand, or for which I have no plausible explanation. The Macaroon […]

(Crater left by the detonation of a Japanese aerial bomb in the Ford Island Dispensary in December, 1941. You are looking out the front door to the company street that leads to the hangars and the headquarters to the left, and the barracks to the right. The Bunk Room is above and to the left […]

OK- you are just going to have to bear with me on this one. It requires a bit of a deft touch, since there are two clear paths by which I might spin this memory. I could be my usual snarky self and play it for laughs, mocking a profession of seers and mystics that […]

Remember those words? The phrase was introduced in Marshall McLuhan’s book Understanding Media: The Extensions of Man, published in the dim and distant days of 1964. I was a young teen at the time, basking in the bourgeoisie pleasures of suburban Detroit. We had some problems at the time- perhaps you have heard of them? […]