Tag Archives: Eric Robert Nolan

Throwback Thursday: The Thompson Twins’ “Hold Me Now” (1984)!

Play this song with your eyes closed, and it transports you right back to the 80’s.  Hey, it’s a lot easier than what they did in “Avengers: Endgame” (2019).



(I might be a one-percenter.)

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Lothlorien Poetry Journal prints my tribute to Dennis Williamson in Volume 29.

I’m honored to share here that Lothlorien Poetry Journal Volume 29 includes my tribute to my late friend and colleague, Dennis Williamson.  (Dennis was also known by his nom de plume, Dennis Villelmi.)  The journal originally published the essay online on October 19th.)

Lothlorien Poetry Journal features free verse/rhyming/experimental poetry, short stories and flash fiction; the theme for Volume 29 is Amplified Voices in the Murmurs of Infinity.  I am so pleased to be published beside 71 renowned poets and authors, and I’m grateful to Editor Strider Marcus Jones for accepting my essay.

You can purchase Volume 29 right here at Lulu.



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Street Dad Strikes.

You know you’re getting old when you pass 20-somethings in the street and get paternal impulses.  MY DUDE, WHERE IS YOUR JACKET?  Did you leave the house wearing only a flannel shirt?

[Update — sorry for any repeat posts, guys.  It’s a WordPress glitch — not mine.]



Starting off the New Year with some new artwork.

Courtesy of my dear friend Anna, who sent me this neurographic painting.  Neurographic art is a meditative process in which artists channel their subconsciouses to create. 

Thanks, Anna!  Your painting now has a permanent home upon the Wall of Important Keepsakes.



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Happy New Year!!

I wish all of you the best in peace, prosperity and happiness in 2024.

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(Probably not.)

I walked for 5 miles EXACTLY tonight, according to Google Fit.

Law of Infinite Probabilities and all that.

I have NO idea if I am using that term correctly.



(There’s a reason, though — they’re tasty.)

Ours is not to reason why; ours is but to eat the fries*.

*Or tater tots.

Seriously, though, I need to start watching my cholesterol or whatever.



Fun with spammers.

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