A Toast: To Two Departed Ladies
The first: Johannah She was mo mhúinteoir (Irish language teacher). Battled cancer for quite some time – being a smoker didn’t help. Lass from Co. Tipperary (from which county my granddad also hailed). When...
Category: Lore
Stories – anything you’d likely tell around a campfire or at the bar.
My Three Concussions
Thrice now I’ve had what the medical guys call mTBI (mild traumatic brain injury), i.e. concussions. Mountain biker + martial arts student, so that shouldn’t be all that surprising. Two weren’t especially noteworthy; the...
The Baargain Nooz
It must’ve been thirty years ago now: the phone rang, and in those days (pre-Caller ID), to know who it was, you had to answer it. So I did. “I’d like the number for...
Simian Spankus Interruptus
Many years ago now, BF (Before Facebook), Guro Ron used to have – as part of the website for the school – a traditional webforum, where all sorts of topics martial arts related and...
The Porn Stash
A rite of passage of any boy – at least any American boy – is his first encounter with pornography. Usually this is due to an older male relative, friend, or neighbor who has...
Welcome to Womanhood
When I was in middle school, I had a headache or bellyache or something whereby I was sent to the school nurse. She had me lay down in a corner of her office behind...
Dee Tyler Fucks Like A Bunny
* The names have, of course, been changed to protect the guilty. Fall, late Eighties, my freshman year at college. I had applied for on-campus housing and found myself in an all-male dorm. Yes,...
The Ocean Beach Incident
This happened while I was an altar boy at St. Paul’s*, our local Catholic parish. Small town, so there was one priest – Fr. Stan – assisted by a deacon who also served as...
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