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Walking

It has not been that many years since I would regularly go out walking for an hour after work. I figured I covered at least 3 miles on those walks. It was up in Humboldt, where the scenery was pretty inspiring. I didn’t even notice I was walking. I would even pass a llama farm.Continue reading “Walking”

Revenge of the Couch

Evidently, the couch objects to my plans to replace it. In fact, my couch wants me dead. After thinking long and hard about replacing Ol’ Paint, I finally decided not to decide right now. There seem to be other pressing issues, such as buying groceries and working on my last few law cases. But recentlyContinue reading “Revenge of the Couch”

Sing, Sing, Sing

Some of you are aware of my secret life as a rock star. Okay, maybe not a star. Maybe not someone who is known outside of a small circle of friends. But I am a musician and I do sing and write songs. I attend open mics with my friend Leslie Claussen. Last month IContinue reading “Sing, Sing, Sing”

Old Paint

In old western movies, a cowboy’s horse is his best friend. Confidant, partner, escape vehicle, love interest… So when it happens that the horse gets too old to escape the bad guys or breaks his leg, the sad scene come when, to put the beast out of its misery, it has to be shot. OfContinue reading “Old Paint”

New Story

Before the next useless blog entry, thought you might want to check out my new story on JerryJazz’ website. “The Magic”https://www.jerryjazzmusician.com/the-magic-a-story-by-mark-bruce/ is an excerpt from my novel, “The Return of Edsel Eddie.” As yet, no publisher has expressed interest in the novel, though the first 50 pages landed in the finalist in the comic novelContinue reading “New Story”

John The Piano Tuner

If John the Piano Tuner tells you he will be at your house between 8 and 9, you’d better be up and dressed by 8 a.m., as he will be at your door not a minute later. John has been doing this for over 30 years and he is the very picture of the oldContinue reading “John The Piano Tuner”

The Little Blue House

I really think that some of you (all 30 of you) think I must run away from home for months when I don’t update this blog. Well, this time it actually happened. I found out in August that the VA would help me buy a home, despite the fact that I had to do aContinue reading “The Little Blue House”

Another Orbit

The above cake is not to celebrate by 68th birthday. As the old joke goes, were I to put that many candles on a cake, it would look like a forest fire. But yes, in a week or so I am going to celebrate another orbit around the sun. Whoopie. I am two years outContinue reading “Another Orbit”

The Little Blue House

The first house I bought was not a house at all. It was a townhouse in Sepulveda, now Mission Hills, that I bought with my VA loan. I was a lovely two story place, whose only flaw was that the security alarm kept going off in the middle of the night, forcing the police toContinue reading “The Little Blue House”

Wise Words by Accident

My son’s mother and I talk every Saturday night to keep up on the boy–who is now 31 years old–and to talk to one another about our sad, sad lives. We discussed why we both seemed to enjoy our solitude a little too much when I said something unusally wise: “We live the lives weContinue reading “Wise Words by Accident”