Signs & Portents
Fame is a heady drug. So where are the girls and money already?
Air-Minded: Buck Fever
Not that many years ago I could have gotten in serious trouble for even confessing to flying against a MiG, never mind sharing the details.
Paul’s Book Reviews: Fiction, Science Fiction, Memoir, DNF
Six short book reviews: fiction, science fiction, memoir, DNF
Yum, a Jack-o’-Lantern
Some of my friends now believe Trump never had COVID1-19, that his brief stay at Walter Reed was a campaign stunt.
Monday Pack o’ Joe
What, you say Hallowe’en isn’t a national holiday? Well, it damn well should be!
Curse of the Fly
Our mail-in ballots arrived yesterday afternoon. I filled mine out this morning.
(Relatively) Unashamed
It still jars to have to think about, plan around, and reassure friends and readers we’re taking measures to stay safe during this goddamn pandemic. I don’t want it to be the new normal. There’s nothing normal about it.
Mars Observing the Full Range of Precautions
If I was an observer on Mars, interpreting television signals from Earth, about all I could say with certainty right now is “something’s up, and I don’t like the looks of it.”