President Trump is President Tony-the-Tiger, making America Gr-r-reat again and everything is Gr-r-reat! You just can’t spell “gr-r-reat” this way without lots of red lines created by auto correct in Word Perfect. No doubt about it, I accept Trump… Read More ›
There is a reason I haven’t written any political articles since the last one I wrote, April of 2016 called Cool Hand Trump. https://elbrookman.com/2016/04/03/cool-hand-trumpi-can-eat-fifty-eggs/ It was plagiarized, the title, words, the idea stolen from me and twisted to… Read More ›
#4 While on a raucous night out in his youth in Washington D.C. with some of his buddies, he passed out. They bought a ticket at Union Station and placed him on a train. He woke up half way… Read More ›
We all know the jock, Maryland’s favorite son, Baltimore Orioles’ great “The Iron Man” Cal Ripken Jr. When Ripken got his divorce following 30 years of marriage, put his $12 million dollar home in Reisterstown, with a baseball diamond on… Read More ›
In a Hemingway’s short story he showed the way to escape the pain of the “nada.” In order to survive with dignity, to cheat the “nada,” one has to find a place, a pleasant place, “with the light, a certain… Read More ›
As the year comes to a close, it is time to honor those who don’t stop pursuing life and actually show age is just a number. #10 (Feb.) Peyton Manning At age 39, became the oldest Quarterback to win a… Read More ›
In the opening scene of the 1967 movie Cool Hand Luke, Paul Newman’s character is seen cutting the heads off a small town’s parking meters, destroying two long rows of bureaucratic parking slot machines with no payout. It… Read More ›
My teenage hormones were out of control. Every day I saw my brother Larry come and go in his new, mean-green AMC Javelin. A 343 cubic –inch, four-barrel V8, 280 horsepower machine that went from zero-to-sixty in less than… Read More ›
Bob Hope did a movie entitled “Son of Paleface,” about a northern city-slicker, graduate of Harvard, who went out west for the first time and entered a tough, western town on a miniature donkey. There is an establishment… Read More ›
How could I have known this night would lead to my hyoid twitching from the cold blade of a barber’s razor, and butchery amid the smell of Bolt Barbers Bay Rum? What takes place on a Friday night… Read More ›
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