Seven Notes & Three Chords
Aldean’s music is the music of resentment. There’s just the one clef, with seven notes & three chords.
Climate MIgration
Our son Gregory suggested we climb up out of the heat for a couple of days. We took him up on it.
It Burns
May was nice. June too. But now it’s July and scenes like this are fading memories. We’re in a prolonged heat wave. They say people in Phoenix are being hospitalized with second-degree burns (third-degree in some cases, per CNN) after collapsing on 180°F sidewalks. If it’s happening in Phoenix, it’s happening in Tucson. Walking the […]
NATO & Me
Who’d a thunk this old dog could actually learn something new from a YouTube video? Huh.
Shoot ‘n’ Scoot
Phrases and brainworms stuck in my mind after skimming online news sites this morning: shooter on a scooter, half-Jewish Superman, how often should you poop. The last a question, not a recommendation. Comes to that, I think the answer is “when you have to.” And the scooter shooter? It must be near impossible to aim […]
I, Robot Slut
I’ve been on Bluesky’s waitlist for more than two months, twiddling my thumbs on the couch with Mahomet, Jugdish, Sidney, and Clayton.
The Glorious Fourth
What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July?
Red In Tooth & Claw
Last couple of days, the dogs and I have skipped our morning walks. It sucks, but I’m worried for our safety, and with reason.