I think it was when I was in third grade when it happened. There was a girl named…well, let’s just call her Becky, even though that wasn’t her real name. And no, this isn’t one of those tragic love stories or missed connections or whatever that seem to be the popular rage these days. No, the story was pretty simple. She had a stuffed frog named Elmer. He was a little bean bag sort of thing. And he used to sit, folded up in a seated position on her desk. A friend of mine named Erick and I used to…


To be honest, USS Discovery has always been one of those shows that I have a love and hate relationship with, mostly because the writing has often been really bad. The acting is stellar, and the casting is great, but sometimes the writing takes the inevitable “we don’t really have a solution for this, so we’re going to just fill it with psychobabble so we can get to the whiz bang stuff”. Or, “we’ll try to pull on heart strings by showcasing the one character who has nothing else to do but pull on our heart strings.”

Season Two kind…


Like many others of my generation, I grew up without a dad. I ended up being of that household that was lumped into “Unwed mother”, which often gave the impression that it was the fault of the mother that the father never stuck around. But that’s obviously for another article.

Not having a dad made things interesting in that earlier days in school were often spent explaining why there was no dad around. So, I used to invent all sorts of reasons why my dad was never around. As I grew up in the late 60s, early 70s, one of…


A few decades back, I was a cadet at the United States Military Academy at West Point, a proud moment in my young career. And I remember having a conversation with another cadet, and we were discussing the inevitable topic of “how did you get into West Point”, and he went first. He told me that his father was a senator, that his father had used those connections to get another senator to nominate him for the academy slot, and that pretty much was how he got in. His father had been a West Pointer before him, and if I…


Lately, there’s been a lot of news about the outbreak of the Coronavirus, and sadly, most of the information about the spread has been negative and filled with doom. And I’m not diminishing any of that. I mean, people have died, and people are still dying. And no matter what the leader of the US says, a cure is way off from being found. Hopeful thinking is just that, hopeful.

However, there is something that each and every one of us can actually do to combat the virus. I’m not talking about washing your hands and not coming to work…


This morning, I received my usual advertisements of stupid things that I know I will never purchase. We all get those. Best Buy, trying to tell me that I have one whole day before their sale ENDS FOREVER, right before they send me another email telling me that I was lucky they extended the sale for JUST ONE MORE DAY. This continues until they realize I’m probably not reading their emails.

I’m not pointing the finger solely at Best Buy because practically every company under the sun, from Walmart to JCPenney’s sends me these “must do this deal right this…


I know a lot of people are high-fiving themselves over Weinstein’s conviction for the two sex charges that actually stuck. Already, I have been reading one story after another about how this validates the #metoo movement, and that it is going to change things in Hollywood forever.

Unfortunately, that’s not really the case. It will change things for Weinstein, and it will change things for those who participated in the trial, but the reality is that it won’t really change much.

Why not?

Well, let’s examine why the situation happened in the first place. Some time ago, creative men realized…


I was reading an article the other day about how the Census is trying to target students to fill out their census cards because of the “need”. Every time there is an article of this nature, there is this commentary on how the census is necessary because without it our areas lose funding for roads, schools and all that. But here’s the problem that the government keeps running into: The information they’re asking has nothing to do with funding for roads, schools and all that. …


I’m a humor writer. Been one for a number of years now. Sometimes it involves fiction; other times it’s incorporated into non-fiction. Either way, it is something I enjoy doing.

What I have discovered is that no matter what genre or style I utilize it in, it rarely gets a lot of respect by anyone in those respective fields. And that’s what I’d like to talk about today.

First, as most people who attempt to write humor know, good humor is very difficult to write. You either know what you’re doing, or you don’t. Those who don’t know how to…


My grandfather was a brilliant musician. While he couldn’t handle his liquor, he lived one step below a state of perpetual poverty, and he died way too early for someone of his passion and age, he had a gift for music like no other I’ve met in my limited lifetime. His instrument of favor was the mandolin, but he was the kind of man who could pick up a musical instrument, turn it over in his hands a few times, blow into it (or run his fingers against the strings, or bang on its surface) and he would have that…

Duane Gundrum

Author of Innocent Until Proven Guilty and 15 other novels. Writer, college professor and computer game designer.

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