Ballade of the Climate Change Deniers
We’re urged to work hard to provide a good world for posterity, But sharing more fairly is something we ought to discuss. And why is it us who’s responsible for their prosperity? The time may […]
We’re urged to work hard to provide a good world for posterity, But sharing more fairly is something we ought to discuss. And why is it us who’s responsible for their prosperity? The time may […]
I wrote this back in February of last year, and for some reason I started thinking of it again this weekend. Really, it works best if you have the music playing in the background while […]
I was waiting for this to be put on video and as a result waited too long … so now here’s my new Christmas column, coming out just in time for my youngest daughter’s birthday. […]
Once there was a nice and beautiful Prince, Who travelled thru marshes, kissing frogs. And though kissing them wasn’t really bliss, He learned to find pleasure even in those. *** Once there was a Princess, […]
This is what I was feeling last week: Winter, Winter, cold and snow, Ice and slush and then some, Get out of here! Pack up and go! You’ve overstayed your welcome! (You were expecting maybe […]
There’s a Hoo-Ha in Whoville The thing is bright pink And its stink is much stinkier than the stink from a Gink Its color’s more vivid than you’d ever think And when folks down in […]
This week Amber Jerome Norrgard joined us on Humoroutcasts Radio. Amber is getting ready for the second annual IndieVengenanceDay that will be held October 17-18 in the Dallas area. We also got to chat about […]
This week, I had the privilege of welcoming two of the most talented writers out there: Mary O. Paddock and Stacey Roberts. If someone were to ask Mary Paddock why she writes (and, strangely, they […]
As most of you know, one of the primary goals of HumorOutcasts.com/HO Press/Shorehouse Books is to get the word out about talented authors. Mary O. Paddock is one of those authors. Today, we are sharing […]
SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK T ’was the week before Christmas, and I have to admit: I wasn’t feeling the spirit; not one little bit. The stockings weren’t hung, I didn’t know where they […]