Archive for Humor

  • Just Saying... Just Saying…

    March and one April Holiday Celebrated By Q.C. Jones As I sit down to my trusty keyboard and begin the process of writing something insanely interesting and witty about the month of March, several ideas are popping around in my mind.  First thought, I could wax elegantly on special days and weeks...

  • PUBLISHER’S CORNER PUBLISHER’S CORNER

    Wisdom Teeth By Eloise Graham Why are these back molars called wisdom teeth? Do we get wiser when they come in? Do we become dumb when they are pulled? A recent visit to the dentist, then the oral surgeon, had me pondering some of these  questions as well as remembering my many hours spent in th...

  • Just Saying... Just Saying…

    Warming the Cockles of the Heart By Q.C. Jones Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, allow me to place a public service weather report. January was cold. As I sit shivering, fighting hypothermia, frostbite, and brain freeze, I can hear the furnace of my circa-1870 hovel of an office struggle...

  • Just Saying... Just Saying…

    The Science of Predicting the Future By Q.C. Jones As we move forward in January, I have been suffering flashbacks to my early childhood and my first conscious encounters with the launching of a new year. Thinking about one’s childhood is a strange phenomenon. While I am pretty sure I heard the ...

  • A Pause for Poetry A Pause for Poetry

    By Gary Heath Poet in Residence for 50+ Lifestyles. Coffee Dawn Morning is here, the coffee is on, It percolates our dawn, soon the First cup is gone. And now the Second maybe, or even a third, And now maybe, coffee’s the goal. Oh how things get lost in caffeine, A standup stimulu...

  • Just Saying... Just Saying…

    Santa is real - Important Memories from a Small Town Christmas By Q.C. Jones Yesterday, while cleaning out my basement, I came face-to-face with a plastic tote full of Christmas decorations.  In amongst the mishmash of frayed wires, and fragments of broken oraments, I spied an ancient Santa.  He...

  • A Pause for Poetry A Pause for Poetry

    By Gary Heath Poet in Residence for 50+ Lifestyles.     I Am the Sea I am the sea. I roll in on waves from the Briny deep, salty to the taste in mouths Of swimmers in my tides. I have my Moods and currents, warm and cold. I Bring weather to the continents and fish To dinner t...

  • Just Saying... Just Saying…

    The Ghosts of Turkeys Past By Q.C. Jones Nothing says November like the turkey.  As a large part of my elementary education brainwashing involved dozens of exercises which revolved around this remarkable fowl. Scrounging around in that quite disorganized and junked up heap of memories called QC...