A Night with the Scammers
I am calling you from Windows
"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
I am calling you from Windows
“A merry little surge of electricity piped by automatic alarm from the mood organ beside his bed awakened Rick Deckard. Surprised—it always surprised him to find himself awake without prior notice—he rose from the bed, stood up in his multicolored pajamas, and stretched. Now, in her bed, his wife Iran opened her gray, unmerry eyes, […]
Sometimes I wish we had tails, if only so we too could wiggle and writhe during moments of anticipatory bliss.
Twenty-five hundred miles, eleven days, three states … and only one guy tried to kill me. Not bad.
Just back from an 11-day solo motorcycle trip through Arizona, Nevada, and northern California
You Can’t Read That! is a periodic post featuring banned book reviews and news roundups.
I leave on another mini-Gypsy tour tomorrow morning, this one a ten-day solo motorcycle ride to Nevada and California.
Mules, local color, wannabes.