I Want to Drive My Cybertruck

I don’t know if Trump will resign (even if he’s impeached, he certainly won’t be convicted, so giving up à la Nixon is the best we can hope for), but if he does we’ll have Pence, and if Pence has his way we’ll have Gilead. Atwood is a timely read, to say the least. […]

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Any Lap in a Storm

Southern Arizona has a monsoon season. It runs from mid-June to the end of September. This is when the 100-year rains come. We lived in Phoenix during the summer and fall of 1978 and had two of them back to back. […]

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Thursday Bag o’ Dorian Gray

I really really do not want my next presidential choice to be Hillary Clinton, but now I feel I have to defend her by voting for her. God damn you Karl Rove! […]

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Wednesday Bag o’ Solitude

Well, doesn’t that sound self-serving and dramatic! It’s not nearly as bad as it sounds. Donna left this morning for a five-day sewing expo in Puyallup, Washington. Her greatest concern, leading up to this long-planned trip, was that I’d be okay by myself for a few days. Since my recovery is going so well, I […]

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Friday Bag o’ Nuthin’

I feel the need to blog but my bag is empty. I notice that doesn’t stop other bloggers, though, so what the hell.

Including what’s left of today, five days remain before my first knee replacement operation. I want to get out on the motorcycle today. No plan: maybe a Barnes & Noble run, then […]

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