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  • Jason Bourne and the Decline of American Cinema

    Between 1979 and 1989, I was a film critic for two college papers, three small-market publications and – for six or so editions – a contributor to the “Mick Martin & Marsha Porter Video Movie Guide.” (Some time in the late ‘90s, before the publication’s name changed to the uninspiring…

  • In God I Trust (even if others are having second thoughts)

    I was in my weekly Bible survey group talking about some recent news when one of the members of the group showed me the new one-dollar coin. I never had seen it before, nor had I even heard about the controversy surrounding it. The U.S. Mint has relegated some of…

  • The Posole Dash

    I used to run a small warehouse in downtown Sacramento. Actually, it was less of a warehouse than a 5,000 square foot, hollowed-out office space with pallet racking and a forklift modified not to go through the eight-and-a-half-foot ceiling. We were a bunch of guys who cussed and joked too…

  • Popular Mechanics and Taquitos

    Let’s get something straight before I tell you this tale of impotency and frustration, lubed with plenty of dirt and grease. It may not make this blogger any less pathetic, but at least you will understand this story – and me – a little better. My father is a master…

  • Practical Applications to Memorizing Scripture

    In a (baby) step to try to get my writing published beyond this blog, I have submitted the following tiny essay to Cathedral Press for consideration to print on the back of one of their church bulletins that are read by subscribing member churches every Sunday. I know it is…

  • Why I Don’t Build Boats for a Living

    While it does not happen every day, occasionally when strangers learn my last name, they feel the need to comment on it. When I was a kid, older folks would hear or read my name and ask if I am related to the famous classic movie star. Alas, I am…

  • Home Sweet Home

    About 17 years ago, my wife, our two sons and I moved out of our mid-town apartment and into a nice little home in East Sacramento. I recall looking at all the children riding their bikes up and down the street when the real estate agent first showed us the…

  • The Summer Read I Just Couldn’t

    Seen a man standin’ over a dead dog lyin’ by the highway in a ditch. He’s lookin’ down kinda puzzled pokin’ that dog with a stick. Got his car door flung open he’s standin’ out on Highway 31. Like if he stood there long enough that dog’d get up and…

  • “I Started a Blog, Which Nobody Read”

    Go to: Buzz 99: I Started a Blog, Which Nobody Read#links And it doesn’t matter how much I shamelessly promote this thing to those who I thought liked me, all I seem to get is, “Oh yeah, I’ll check it out, man” followed by nothing, no comments, nothing. When you…

  • The Week I Thought My New Boss was a Ninja

    For five months, my office thrived without a manager. In that time we enjoyed long lunches, took breaks whenever we felt like it, and with the exception of only a couple of minor issues that brought down the section manager, it was a very relaxed and productive period. Our office…