My surfer friend took a long last look at his Waikapu Whacko, tucked it between his thumb and forefinger, and flicked it unceremoniously onto the road...

What Would Mark Twain Say?

That Seventh Grader

There is more to the transmigration of souls to be discovered.

I Was Here Once Before

I am writing on musical adrenalin alone...

Knowing Your Vivaldi

I got into a gunfight with a gentleman from North Vietnam, and he was as bad a shot as I was, thank goodness. ..

Flirting with Death

When AI learns how to see, well, we had all better start looking for a place to hide...

The AI Era & Us

Then he pulled and pried me until I was as flexible as a circus performer, and I’ve never been quite so tall in my long life. ..

The Miracle Worker

Sea otters are stealing surfboards in Santa Cruz...

Animals at Play

No longer is the question, “How many fighter jets do you have,” but, “How many drones do you have?”

Hamstringing Putin

Mark Twain Days

So if we can get this done before we blow ourselves up, wouldn’t it be nice?

What if Women Ruled the World?

Arte

Arti dello spettacolo

Portraying Mark Twain for 35 years,
has allowed me a foretaste of heaven
prior to my earthly contract running out.
The Wild Humorist of the Pacific Slope
has taught me that even in this crazy world
it is possible, no, vital, to smile…
