War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Breezy and bright this early-afternoon Wednesday in California’s Central Valley. There’s some big clouds and along with the wind, keeping the temperature down. At least in the shade. Backyard blogging again, getting to be habitual and enjoyable, at least until summer. (Laptop work-table amongst the foliage). As the outside world boils along, I have the…
Bat-shit crazy times, huh? And this from the LA Times this morning: Scientists have identified a new strain of the coronavirus that has become dominant worldwide and appears to be more contagious than the versions that spread in the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic, according to a new study led by scientists at Los Alamos National…
Early-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley, and the heat is already heating. A breeze does keep it down a bit, but only so much can be done. In the backyard again, and still nice in the shade — getting warm, though. (External Station — even mystic bamboo in the faded background). One conclusive result…
Breezy and warm just after the noon-hour Monday here in California’s Central Valley. According to WeatherUnderground, we’re a bit under 80-degrees right now, supposedly climbing to 85 later today — a hot week with maybe hitting 98 by Friday. Backyard blogging again, breezy and comfortable, a little work-station in quiet seclusion surrounded by other apartments…
Again this morning, Leroy and I on our venture via the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. A quiet, earlier walk with few people and a certain cool to the air that would be absent in a short space. Still Sunny bright all along the path — this post is pix from three walks in…
Sunday early-afternoon here in California’s Central Valley. In the backyard again, blogging to outside sounds while being outside. Realism insinuated as normal. (My plague portal, or just my laptop). A most-horrible note of this pandemic is the T-Rump — a deadly virus to handle while putting-up with a terrible asshole that is literally killing people…
Saturday afternoon here in California’s Central Valley. Pleasant day overall, breezy and not bad. Considering. Blogging in the backyard again. Outside has become a habit, a quiet influence over a mental-screaming exasperation for our dour-looking predicament, watching a world disintegrate on that laptop seen below (also off an iPad). A high vexation point is the…
In the wake of a deadly pandemic there’s some off-shoot positive news impacting the climate — magnitude fairly strong considering such a short time span, according to the New York Times yesterday: Global greenhouse gas emissions are on track to plunge nearly 8-percent this year, the largest drop ever recorded, as worldwide lockdowns to fight…
Keeping in time with the age — Leroy and I toured Merced’s Rascal Bike Path this morning. Dog-walk turned-out to be the nicest we’ve had in a while — early enough to miss the heat and return without panting like a couple of dogs. And a decent-sized outing, too, more than an hour. Even with…
Shit is a mystery, the nowadays an enigma. Enigma to pacify the rant — “Return to Innocence” Love Devotion Feeling Emotion And “Mea Culpa” I do not sleep anymore The time has come I can’t sleep anymore The time has come And “Age of Loneliness” Life is mad Don’t be afraid Throaty sounds… (Illustration: Pablo…
