Our friend Shakesprick publishes an excellent Hash House Harrier history magazine. I frequently mentioned his work on the Half-Mind Weblog (RIP); it’s time to highlight it on Paul’s Thing as well, since many of my readers are hashers. I’ve embedded a PDF of the latest edition of On On, the History Magazine of the Hash […]
“Yeah, we know what you fly!”
Donna and I still dress for the day every morning, though by the time we sit down to watch the nightly news we’re usually in our jammies.
I want to tell myself we’re going to crush Trump and the fascist Republicans who’ve hitched their wagons to him in November, but fuck me, I didn’t think he had a chance in 2016 either and look how that worked out.
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.
And people ask me why I don’t believe there’s a god.
The real sheep are those who let the stupids get to them and quit wearing masks because they want to look tough.
Feels like time for another photoblog, doesn’t it?