I have a friend in his mid-seventies who still drinks two or more big drinks every night and I thought I would offer him an…
Posts published by “Paul Modic”
My local health food store stopped curbside pickup on November 30th and I sure miss emailing my order in on Thursday and picking up my…
What a year! Once again I was astounded how deep into the past I navigated, this time writing a 17,000 word story about growing up…
Is it time to call 911 and get out the torches and pitchforks? Because I am outraged at this latest sign of social degradation and…
It's 1972. I'm seventeen smoking a joint on an old tractor at a farmhouse we're renting for $45 a month in Solsberry, Indiana outside Bloomington.…
Trans kids and the pronoun crew are outdoing the hippies, I have to hand them that. We just smoked weed, got naked, had casual sex,…
I'm trying to figure out why my neighbors are still driving fast on the little country road just outside my house despite my signs, and…
Northern California sports fans just had a memorable year cheering on the hometown boys, though we'll probably forget all about it if the glory years…
Back in the late seventies I went down to Hopland with a couple guys to load up a truck with fallen fruit to make pear…