A few days ago, I was sitting in the waiting room of a tire store, trying to do some writing, minding my own business as they put my tires on, and then low and behold, something interesting happened. A family walked in —mother and father and I think about five kids or so.  I guess they must have ranged in age from four to 11, boys and girls.  They all sat in front of me on bar stools with a sma Read More

I heard it on the news, that there was a Free Palestine demonstration outside the gates of Arlington National Cemetery just before Memorial Day.  And then, the reporter’s description of the event that transpired, injected a frigid spike straight up my spine, then down again: They attacked an old man who lowered the Palestinian flag to the ground and incensed the crowd. They descended upon him, and f Read More

He went to Arlington National Cemetery every year, to honor the fallen and to pay his respects to those who gave their lives in defense of our country.  He avoided the crowds and stress of Memorial Day festivities at Arlington, and always joined the Flags In event, several days before Memorial Day.  This is the tradition of the 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment, the Old Guard soldiers, placing flags at Read More

Yeah, Josey got it right. You gotta get plumb mad-dog mean and fight for what is right in this world. Don’t be quiet, and think your friendly neighbor is going to take care of it for you because if you live and don’t fight for a cause, why are you living? Now, to the point. Some of my readers may be wondering what has happened to me, or if my fingers have stopped working and am unable to write Read More

https://srcarson.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/cupbest-rotated.jpg Good English Just Don’t Got no Place in Music Everyone loves music, no matter what the genre, I don’t care:  Country, Rock, Metal, Hip hop, R and B and whatever else comes up.  Some people listen to the lyrics, some just listen to the rhythm and the beat and allow the undulating notes to penetrate the ears, then take a ride Read More

Carsonisms Part III Several of my readers have requested that I publish more Carsonisms.  So, here we go. You are welcome to quote them to impress your friends, or if you are a man at a bar, you can use them to pick-up chicks when all else fails, either way, I would appreciate author acknowledgement.  However, they are published and protected by U.S. copyright law, and cannot be used in any publication wi Read More

My brain now has stored inside it’s mellifluous but infinite tangle of neurons, at least four books that I could write for your reading or audio pleasure. But please, don’t ask me to do an interpretive dance: That would require more drinking, then of course, there’s that stability issue that enters the scene. One is non-fiction, and could teach you something, but at the same time, make yo Read More

“Hi Carson, how’re you doing?  I walked next to this other doctor who was also a specialist. “I’m doing fine Dave. Just enjoying a fine weekend at work, curing disease and pestilence.” He walked slowly it seemed, and I had to slow my pace down so he could catch up as we walked down the hallway.  The nurses at the other side of the hospital needed me to help them with someone who w Read More

I needed to go to the beach bar, the Guinness was beckoning my taste buds.  Not only that, I had a feeling I needed to be there.  I’m not sure why, but ever since I met the old man, I have learned to trust my senses or premonitions, or whatever they were, then, act on them. “Hey Carson.  Good to see you,” said Sam the bartender. “Hard to stay away, Sam. I think you know what I Read More