War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
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…
Sunny and breezy a few minutes past the Thursday noon hour here in California’s Central Valley. Warm, but not bad and nowhere like the last couple of days, the cool wind helps, I’m sure — blogging yard-style once more, grown used to doing the laptop business outside (inside mostly on the iPad), my daughter’s apartment…
Breezy and cloudy this late-afternoon Wednesday in California’s Central Valley. In truth, I had to check my laptop’s date/time thingie to make sure it was indeed Wednesday — it most-easily could have been a Thursday, not much so a Tuesday, for some reason. Our mental-strangling, encompassing coronavirus epic continues. On the local front, as of…
Another story of Leroy and I doing a bit of the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. Although right now it’s getting onto late afternoon, we hit the path way-earlier with clearness still in the wind. The Valley’s air ambience can develop a yellow hue to it by mid-day, and into the afternoon, thickening in…
Once again breezy and warm in California’s Central Valley, an afternoon on a Tuesday — I think. Blogging in the backyard again, developed a taste for the heat in the shade. Age of the novel coronavirus, COVID-19, is near-about indescribable right now away from the virus itself, face masks, the social distancing, shelter-in-place, the odd…
A much cooler run this morning for Leroy and I with our daily stroll on the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. I’d gotten up earlier, so we were off before any heavy heat had settled around our habitat. By the time we got home, though, the outside had already started generating exceeding warmth. Reality…
Breezy, warm Monday afternoon in California’s Central Valley — warm also means heat. And apparently, the T-Rump gang is catching mucho-heat still from that ‘detergent moment‘ from last Thursday, or as Jennifer Rubin put it: ‘Now, however, the disaster that Trump has been utterly incapable of addressing has wiped out the value of those tax…
Another day of pestilence of the health-related kind, fueled by America’s insane predicament in the throes of a complete lunatic who is making our virus-infested Twilight Zone episode even more deadlier. The T-Rump is a danger to the planet, get him the fuck out of there. Hurdle we face, however, is reflected buried at the…
Heat on a Sunday afternoon in California’s Central Valley. Leroy and I started our dog-walk along Merced’s Rascal Bike Path this morning too late, and the warmth of the path seemed to increase further along we strolled — must have the discipline to get out of bed earlier to beat the heat. Or stay at…
Breezy Saturday afternoon in California’s Central Valley, laptop in the backyard on the glass table under the umbrella and live tapping, clicking on the outside. A good setting in our current form of environmental/health/living scenario. I can see indeed we’re in a somehow-contrived and freakish Twilight Zone episode. Big difference, though — most of those…
