Author Archives: ManninoAcid

So it’s not breaking news that my baby just turned 18, and as the progression of time insists on marching arrogantly on, so to does my status as “parent of children” shift. I’ve seen this coming for some time and like the weatherman unable to prevent it, I’m now staring down the eye of aContinue reading “Ephemera”

Music appreciation is like falling in love.  It starts with the song. The song is that girl you spot across the room. The rhythm is the appeal of her appearance from afar. The melody, the fall of her hair on bare shoulders. The guitar the sway of her hips under the the dim light andContinue reading “Music Love”

‘Tis the season for unbridled nostalgia and mirth. Each year we revisit our youth through the honoring of sacred traditions and reliving precious childhood memories. Through this exercise of annual reverie we are reminded of a magical time of childhood wonderment, a wonderment it seems,  we are never quite capable of recapturing. I’ve often reflectedContinue reading “Wonderment”

Last night I wandered into the basement of my mind and found it full of long forgotten furnishings from the past. Couches, love seats, arm chairs and ottomans. An old wooden magazine rack, a pair of cut glass lamps, a black and white TV and through the door on the far side, a dining roomContinue reading “A Broken Hallelujah”

Growing up we learn to associate monsters with any manifestation of fear. The concept is universal and often transcends experience. The noises from my closet, the faceless shadows in the corner of my room, and the cold air on the back of my neck as I scramble to climb the basement stairs in the dark. Continue reading “Mommy Monster”

The truth is every generation has to deal with some new technological advance that threatens to hijack dinnertime, stunt interpersonal skills, fry our brains, destroy our eyesight or otherwise subvert our thoughts. For my generation it was the TV. My parents; the Radio. There was even a time when reading a book was considered dangerousContinue reading “Family Share Night”

For the better part of my adult life I have been confronted with some seemingly irreconcilable edicts. I was raised Catholic, served as an alter boy and even briefly considered the priesthood. I’ve read the bible, cover to cover, at least 3 times, participated in youth retreats and have devoted considerable brain power to learningContinue reading “Brace Yourself”