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

Of the throngs of readers who enjoy my unpredictable, humorous, sexy and thought- provoking blogs, I am sure at least two or three of you have been anxiously awaiting my decision on when it is safe to use the “R” word.  Or more specifically, will S.R. Carson finally create a real middle name rather than the letter R that was assigned him by his parents at birth?  After all, who goes through l Read More

This is different than my usual blog pieces, in that it will be tasty, not that my other contributions were not tasteful with tasty words, this blog will make your palate happy!  I have not endorsed any product in the past here, but this is an important exception: this endorsement is for a good product, made by a good man, to make your BBQ meat and veggies much tastier. This is Commando Daves BBG R Read More

Before the old man could enter, they frisked him, looking for weapons and contra-band and also, he passed through a metal detector, however, the metal detector let out an alarm and they stopped him from going any farther, although just outside the detector, Ollie quickly picked up his trusty cane to steady himself. “I’m sorry sir, but you’ve got something metallic on your body and we must confisca Read More