Russell Gayer, author speaker
I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to miss telemarketers. Making hateful remarks and slamming down the phone on a recorded message leaves me feeling empty and unsatisfied. What if I want to pull a prank, or try to get extended vehicle coverage… Continue Reading “Wider Shade of Fail”
Remember when TV stations had local programing? You do? Then you must be as old as Perry Block. For those under forty, let me explain. Back in the golden era of television, stations would do anything to gain viewers and improve ratings. One of… Continue Reading “Peep Show”
I heard a great piece of advice last week. “Don’t waste time judging yourself. Plenty of people are already doing that, and you don’t want to put any of them out of work.” Just think of the freedom that statement offers. Now, instead of… Continue Reading “The Idiot Express”
When we hear stories about a particularly heinous crime, someone will always remark, “There’s a special place in Hell for people like that.” What exactly does that statement imply? That the vile offender will be granted an exalted position in Hades as a reward… Continue Reading “Plugging In”
We just returned from a weeklong, fact-finding mission along the Missouri River. At the insistence of Detective Lowry, we spent one night in the thriving metropolis of Belton, MO. The purpose of this stop was to locate, and investigate, the home of that dastardly… Continue Reading “Saving Hollywood”
I learned a new word this week. Pentheraphobia is a fear of your mother-in-law. While I was never afraid of mine, I know people who cower at the mere mention of their mother-in-law’s name—and with good reason. Mothers are a protective lot. Sometimes overly… Continue Reading “Karma Bites II”
We were at my daughter’s house the other day and she was watching “Hollywood Medium” on TV. This is a show where a handsome young man scribbles on a notepad while visiting with celebrities about their deceased relatives. It seems to me that people… Continue Reading “Watching & Waiting”
Since retiring, I’ve had to brush up on some of the skills I hadn’t used in a while. There’s always something to do around here and it’s really helps to be incompetent. If not, chances are I’ll be assigned more chores than I care… Continue Reading “The Joys of Watching Moss”
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This is the blog of a woman who is seriously on the edge and I mean right ON the edge…no, not there… just a little bit further… further than that…no, further still…just a tiny bit more… just move slightly to the right a little…no, that’s too much…just move a tad to the left…that’s right, just there…now you’ve moved too far to the left… Damn, what part of the ‘on the edge’ do you not understand? Oh, and her matricidal boy genius, come devil spawn.
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