Musings & Thoughts for October 9, 2022, or: What’s on My Mind Today Redux


Things on My Mind, Sunday, October 9, 2022: Early this morning – shortly after midnight, to be exact, I was still awake and, as is all too common with me these days, in a deep funk. I should have been asleep on my futon – I don’t dare call it a bed, because although itContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for October 9, 2022, or: What’s on My Mind Today Redux”

Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, October 8, 2022, or: What’s on My Mind Today?


Things On My Mind, Saturday, October 8, 2022

Tempus Fugit – Hurricane Andrew + 30 Edition, or: Remembering the Day After Landfall, August 25, 2022


Andrew Plus 30 As I sit here in my dimly lit bedroom/writer’s room/mancave in Lithia, Florida, it is another stifling hot late August morning where the heat seeps through the walls and warms my stocking feet underneath my desk. And even though the temperature outside is “only” 85°F/30°C, the bright subtropical sun and the highContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – Hurricane Andrew + 30 Edition, or: Remembering the Day After Landfall, August 25, 2022”

Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, August 24, 2022, or: My Most Treasured ‘Star Wars’ Collectible


If you’re a regular reader of A Certain Point of View, Too, you know – or should know by now – that I am a Star Wars fan. Even though I did not embrace George Lucas’s original 1977 film when it went to Miami theaters in early June of 1977, I eventually came around byContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, August 24, 2022, or: My Most Treasured ‘Star Wars’ Collectible”

Musings & Thoughts for Monday, August 22,2022, or: Sibling Rivalry Stings, Even in Dreams


“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.” ― Neil Gaiman Last night, or early this morning, I dreamed about my half-sister Vicky. It wasn’t one of those rare dreams in whichContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Monday, August 22,2022, or: Sibling Rivalry Stings, Even in Dreams”

Tempus Fugit: or, Longing for All My Yesterdays in the Summer of ’22


Time’s Relentless March “It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.” ― Ally Condie, Matched As August 2022 reaches the two-thirds of the month mark and meteorological fall waits in the seasonal wings, my thoughts turn once again to the past, especially to theContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: or, Longing for All My Yesterdays in the Summer of ’22”

Tempus Fugit – August of 1972 Edition: The End of Summer Vacation is Nigh & Back-to-School Angst


Tempus Fugit “I blinked my eyes and in an instant, decades had passed.” ― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems Fifty years ago this month, my mom, my older half-sister Vicky (who had recently rejoined us after a brief but disastrous attempt to live with our maternal grandaunt Gabriela and stay in Bogota),Continue reading “Tempus Fugit – August of 1972 Edition: The End of Summer Vacation is Nigh & Back-to-School Angst”

Old Gamers Never Die: Confessions of a Digital Armchair General


Childhood Dreams vs. Cold, Hard Reality When I was nine years old and my mom allowed me to dream about careers that were realistically out of my reach because I have cerebral palsy, one of my “I want to be X when I grow up” roles that I wanted most was “professional military officer.” EvenContinue reading “Old Gamers Never Die: Confessions of a Digital Armchair General”

Tempus Fugit – Summer of 1972 Edition, or: Sizzling Florida Weather Brings Back Memories – and Comparisons – of Summertime in South Florida


The Dog Days of Summer – which began on July 3 this year and are the hottest months of the year in the Northern Hemisphere – ended yesterday, but down here in the Tampa Bay area you would not know it. On this second Friday of August, it’s hot, humid, and uncomfortable for those ofContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – Summer of 1972 Edition, or: Sizzling Florida Weather Brings Back Memories – and Comparisons – of Summertime in South Florida”

Tempus Fugit – 1972 Edition, or: Musings on the Ephemeral, Imperfect, and Malleable Nature of Memory


“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.” ― Guy de Maupassant As the Dog Days of Summer 2022 near their finale – they began on Sunday, July 3, and will end on Thursday – I am struck by the concepts of memory, howContinue reading “Tempus Fugit – 1972 Edition, or: Musings on the Ephemeral, Imperfect, and Malleable Nature of Memory”