No King, No King, You’re the King
Confession time: Donna and I didn’t turn out for the No Kings protest yesterday.
No Skin Off My Nose (This Time, Anyway)
I don’t know if UV exposure from a flying career aggravated my propensity for skin cancers or if it’s merely genetic.
Naoi Mbliana Déag Already
Tomorrow marks my nineteenth year of sobriety.
Air-Minded: A Valuable Lesson
… in a hard-drinking profession, you’ve got to be able to hold your liquor.
Paying the Piper
If they told us beforehand he was going to announce his own resignation, I still wouldn’t tune in.
The Social Whirl
Those huge detention centers they’re setting up all over the country are going to fill up toot sweet.
Tuesday Bag o’ Hot Updates
My sister Mary, who lives in Montana, is visiting the Tucson area.
Walkin’ the Dog Photoblog
Normally I post morning walk photos on Instagram, auto-copied to Facebook and Threads. Some of these photos were on those platforms earlier today, but I’ve been neglecting the blog so here they are again, all together in one post.