Wednesday Bag o’ Days
You have to get up early to beat the heat in southern Arizona, so when the dogs started stirring at 5:30 I said what the hell and got up with them.
Sunday Monsoon Blogging
“Monsoon” is a relative term; in southern Arizona it means summertime thunderstorms, an everyday event in most places but a momentous and welcome one here in the desert.
Quarantine Down Under (Updated)
Pandemic? What pandemic?
A Public Pot to Pee In
Anxiety over being able to find restrooms … and reluctance to use one if we do find one open during the pandemic … is probably keeping as many of us home as fear of contracting the coronavirus.
All Roads
Is it possible, as alarmists have claimed all along, that the Electoral College installed a straight-up Russian agent in the White House? A literal traitor? Can polite people start saying it out loud?
Thursday Updates
What if, on Earth 2, Wheel was a little more like Jeopardy?
The Mighty Sea Eagle
Mister B is home from Valley Animal Hospital.
Dog Days
I believe the stories, but haven’t any such encounters myself. I’m a large white man who dresses conservatively and keeps his hair cut short, perhaps a less tempting target for MAGAT assholes.