Groovy Highway Archive

Hello, Friends.  Happy Autumn !!! When talking to people indigenous to the area and who have lived here most, or all of their lives, I have found that quite a few say that there is nothing to do around here. Mostly younger people, I might add. I think that a lot of them yearn for […]

Hello, Friends and Neighbors. Thriftstore MacGyver here on Groovy Highway. You can call me T.S.  …’cause there’s really nothing I can do about it… Anyway, it’s just T.S. Ha ha ha ha. First of all, there is a little MacGyver in all of us. Example: We all have used duct tape for at least a […]

Hello, Friends and welcome to another installment of Groovy Highway. Hot, sticky August to be exact. Wear shoes. No one shall ever burn their feet on Groovy Highway. That just wouldn’t be groovy a’tall. First of all, I gotta say. “Wow”! …and my most sincere and humble “Thank You”. I have had overwhelming response and […]

Amato Tassa is an ancestor of mine. I believe him to be my great great uncle on the paternal side of my family. He would be my father’s father’s uncle. My granpa, Vincent Amato Tassa’s uncle… I think. Either way, I’m a direct descendant of Uncle Amato. Uncle Amato emigrated to America from Naples, Italy […]

It’s a sunny Summer day in 1972. I can smell the honeysuckle in the air. A bit humid in the sun, but a nice breeze if I can find some shade. I skid my bicycle along the sidewalk . . . leaving the desired long black skidmark from my wide ‘Cheater Slick’ white letter tire […]

My best friends are perfect strangers. Everyday people. I am everyday people. I like everyday people and I get along fine with them; therefore, my best friends are strangers. Being strange myself, I have always been a stranger; therefore, getting along with strangers is understandable.. . and remember, we are talking strangers here; not weirdos.  […]

It was late . . . or early, depending on your perspective. It was about 4:20 AM to be exact.  To me, it’s not the next day until the Sun also rises.  . . So, it was still tonight; which made it late and not early to me.  . . and not yet tomorrow, either. […]

I was born in Washington DC. Living there practically all of my life, I have heard just about every foreign language on the planet. As I entered adulthood, I’d be lucky to find another English-speaking person some days. Believe me, depending on your day, this really does happen . . . and it’s frustrating as  […]

Hi, Friends. Last month the ‘Wheel of Random’ landed on serious. This month I am getting back up to speed on Groovy Highway and do what I do best. Random. Random is often my best friend. Different or strange is very much needed in this world. I just don’t know how much it’s really appreciated, […]

Life …  We are born. We are given this life whether we want it or not; a life for which we did not ask. Is it going to be an easy life? Is it going to be a hard life? Is it going to be a short life? Is it going to be a long […]