The Art of Not Being Cool   By SirWilho   Long ago when I was a young lad I had a goal to become cool.  Fonzie-like cool to be exact.  My school locker would be stuck and with the absolute knowledge that I possessed coolness, I would give it a wack and expect the […]

The Unthinkable by SirWilho I am going to go places with this story that no man should go.  Great fear of retribution from my fellows might ensue but since this is my story I’m writing it.  To me, this is like self-help medicine or a purging of shame I felt in the past. Today I […]

Float Like a Butterfly By SirWilho   It was our lucky day.  We unearthed something from the depths of my Grandma’s old barn that would turn us into men.  Hidden away in the secret place where my dad and his brother stored the wine that made you partially blind and screaming about snakes, we found […]

Flying Bugs   by SirWilho   “Tara dumped me,” I say to brother Bishop.  “She dumped you???,” replied Bishop, “yep,” says me.  “Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,” Bishop taunts. I believe it was the summer of 1982 when this all came about, 30 years ago and it’s still burned in my brain.  Woe was me […]

Defining Terror   By SirWilho   I’m going to ease into this topic of Terror by first writing about its preceding  levels.  My order leading up to Terror would be this: Startled, Scared, Frightened, Shocked, and finally, Terror itself. Being Startled is when your brother hides under the bed for hours waiting for you to […]

A Pontificating Dilemma By: SirWilho   I am in a dilemma, maybe even a quandary of sorts.  I have come to the conclusion that I am not as smart as I think I am. Here’s the problem, I am not creative and tend to be less gifted in the creative/imaginative arena so therefore when I […]