“Just because you lost me as a friend, doesn’t mean you gained me as an enemy. I’m bigger then that, I still wanna see you eat, just not at my table.”
— Tupac Shakur
Photo credit: 2pac photoshoot 1996, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
I’m honored today to see The Piker Press publish my poem, “Like White Plumeria Petal.” You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to be a part of this wonderful creative community!
Oil on canvas.
DC Comics.
You can read Kiefer Sutherland’s tribute to his father right here at People magazine.
If you’re a nerd like me, then you remember the priceless actor from roles in movies like “Murder By Decree” (1979) and “The Puppet Masters” (1994). But nothing can beat his memorable turn in 1978’s “Invasion of the Body Snatchers.”
Rest in peace, thespian.
Photo credit: https://people.com/kiefer-sutherland-mourns-father-donald-sutherland-after-his-death-8666601
I haven’t thought about these candy bars in over 40 years. Then my friend (and famed journalist) Jason Brooks shared this meme on Facebook.
These were sooooo good. And they were such a pain in the ass when you were asked by your school to sell them. (I was assigned the task along with all my classmates in Catholic grade school in … 1981? 1982?) As an adult today (arguably), it strikes me as a little odd, because my parents were paying tuition for me to go there. I also question the prudence of sending a young child to sell candy door-to-door.
I even remember that weird white box that they came in. I also seem to remember there being a contest or something if you sold a high number of these. And there were a couple of kids who sold like a dozen boxes or so. The scuttlebutt around school was that their parents worked in large offices and sold them on their kids’ behalf.
Anyway, World’s Finest Chocolate is still around. (And my astute fellow comic book fans will know that they should not be confused with {World’s Finest Comics. )
DC Comics.
They were both lovers of stories and poems too.
No, I am not the baby pictured — that was my cousin Kevin.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 