Onword and Upwords by Dennis Brady

Robin asked, “How about the Saturn over there?” I didn’t even look. “No thanks.” “Ok, no problem,” Robin replied. Then Sandra turned to the Saturn. “Oh, I like that.” Game changer. It was all over from there. That exchange led… Continue reading

“It’s heavy”, my dad said referring to the Jazzy motorized wheelchair that a friend is letting him use. He wanted my help getting it into his house. “Ok”, I said. Not real worried about it, I thought. He’s 76 and… Continue reading

This site is called Random Thoughts, so here we go. I may lead to a point. I may not. I’m not sure. I don’t have one in mind right now. Just a thought about how my iPhone is making me… Continue reading

Not everyone likes me. And news flash! Not everyone likes you either. Yet it does bother me at times when I get that icky feeling that someone doesn’t, well, appreciate the fullness of who I am. As I get older… Continue reading

  This is what happens when you expect something to do that it wasn’t designed to do. The bucket was made to carry paint or water or dirt or use your imagination. The engineer didn’t ponder its potential as a… Continue reading

My two angels returned from Sin City of the Southeast. Unscathed. I’m sure that part of my teenage daughters’ excitement was the anticipation of being out from under the iron clad control of mom and dad for a week. Ha!… Continue reading

I am not God. And that should make most people very happy. I would art NOT be “a God full of compassion, and gracious, long suffering, and plenteous in mercy…(Psalm 86:15). Especially when it comes to people complaining. We complain… Continue reading

  That little light brownish/gray object on the right side of the screen (double entendre) is a bug. He looks like a dwarfed armadillo. I don’t know if he’s friend or foe, harmful or innocuous. Two things I do know.… Continue reading

I was chatting with a friend recently…I should say talking. We weren’t chatting. We were face to face, not face timing, not Skyping, not texting. I know, it’s hard to believe. This friend was frustrated because someone was placing expectations… Continue reading

  I was running on the beach yesterday morning trying to ease my conscience. The half pound charbroiled burger with homemade pimento cheese and fried green tomato toppings from the night before weighed heavy on my mind and belly. Once… Continue reading