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April 19, 2024I’d never seen this photo from June 2018 — I was then being prepared for surgery and wasn’t too much into scrolling the InterWebs. This the lede from The Hill piece on the pix: ‘Comedian…
I’d never seen this photo from June 2018 — I was then being prepared for surgery and wasn’t too much into scrolling the InterWebs. This the lede from The Hill piece on the pix: ‘Comedian…
Terrifying shit for a noonish Friday — news dump literally. A couple of items off the T-Rump’s fourth day in New York on that ‘hush money‘/financial campaign-fraud case, one a terrifying outside-the-courtroom incident: Strange, more-than-meets-the-eye…
One of the greatest guitar pickers ever, Dickey Betts, has died. He was 80. And not only notable in music: Beyond reality when one band would have two, TWO, most-gifted guitarists — Betts and Duane…
Once again the T-Rump was in a New York courtroom today in part two of his ‘hush money’ trial with Stormy Daniels, and, apparently, he has so much legal shit happening all over in so…
Bright sunshine and well-warmed-up temperatures this near-noon Friday here in California’s Central Valley — another summer preview day, though, nice in its where-did-springtime-go kind of way. In scrolling just now, I came across a cut-to-the-bone…
A wish connection for this Thursday afternoon in light of the death of OJ Simpson and the orange-turd-of-an-asshole T-Rump: Of course, the LA Times story has been edited correctly, but not before (Newsweek): ‘“Long before…
Crystal-clear, blue skies, and sharp, clean sunshine this late-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley. And warm temps, too — highs in the mid-to-upper 70s with a cool, nice-feeling breeze. Of itself a gorgeous time.…
Instead of a dirge let’s get simple and nostalgic this Sunday early evening with some wonderful, wondrous alternate rock from the year 1997, and a flashback to a nice, seemingly more-easier time. The 1990s were…
Once again throwing caution and good taste to the wind, I seek on a late-afternoon Saturday an indulgence as here’s another plea to please, please buy my novel, “Brown-Eyed Girl With A Cold Corona,” self-published…
Although coasting down to the end of another clear-sky/bright sunshine Tuesday in California’s Central Valley, the actual living diagram for nowadays is mud-flat shitty mainly due to the incessant, endless chatter about one of the…