Biological Clocks Don’t Fall Back

That is my face when I came back inside after believing that I had gotten up a little early, fed the dogs, fed the mules, cleaned a little overnight mule shit out of the stall area of the barn, tossed another hay bale into the inside rack, taken my supplements, lit some incense, made my […]

Being Shameless – The Art Of Parody – Are You Watching Mark Wahlberg?

In continuing a theme I touched upon in yesterday’s blog, I direct you to the latest humorous attempt in the above photo to draw the attention of the actor Mark Wahlberg, to my magical mule Claire, by parodying his new sneaker line. Renee Clarke brilliantly cobbled that photo together for me. One more reason she […]

The Business Of Writing

I had no idea when I first entered the publishing world as an author how much I did not know about what went into selling books. I naively believed that all you had to do is write something that people like to read and voila. Luckily, I signed with a small independent publisher – Black […]

MOS Bookshelf Welcomes Theresa Daly – I Am A Tree Hugger

Yesterday, I received my inscribed copy of Wild Atlantic Soul from Theresa Daly as well as a second inscribed copy for the Mike O’Shays Literary Bookshelf. I didn’t want to delay getting the book to its final resting place so, after working hours, I drove down to Longmont and handed it off the Jen, the […]

Holy Shit, It’s November!

A FB Post by my dear, equally in charity, sentiment and spirit – Augustinian, Benedictine, Franciscan and Dominican – and quite brilliant friend, Pete “Buck” Sheridan, reminded me that in my once upon a Catholic life, today is the Feast of All Saints. I’m quite certain he has already remembered me in his prayers at, […]

All Hallows Eve

Some context: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halloween Now I tried to go to bed on time last night. I was tired and could not keep my eyes open. But as with everything else in my life, my bed time has a ritual. I carry Jeter upstairs with me and set him on the bed. I fill a dish of […]

First Snow Day

Yesterday reminded me that I live in high enough elevation that the snow has no problem finding me. Bad enough it flurried most of the day. But when the power went out for 2 1/2 hours Sunday morning, and the house felt noticeably colder after the first hour, I could not help but wonder if […]

Hunter’s Moon

Friday night began the first of the three day cycle of what is known by the Anglo-Saxon’s as the Hunter’s Moon. Now I’m against hunting for sport, trophy hunting, it’s cowardly, and a poor substitute for natural testosterone. If you need to, take the pill. But if hunting is the only way a carnivore can […]

One More Hand

When you get into your late sixties, you realize that, time-wise, no matter what you do, you are playing Black-Jack against the house. Everything, win or lose, rests on your next card. And you are always playing with your next month’s rent money. Life isn’t Monopoly. So you have to keep winning. Because the moment […]