War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Up early today, Leroy and I out to transverse our small portion of the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced, but it was already getting warm, thus, not a long walk. Enough for us, though. We’re both old, and we play it that way. Writing this now in late afternoon and it’s hot, reportedly 95-degrees,…
(h/t Miss Cellania). A couple of items weirder than normal, and ghastly, too. Our life scenario seems to be edging in a general direction for a horrible situation-event to explode (even worse than right now), as per this account from The Washington Post this afternoon: The White House is seeking revisions to a document drafted…
Dog-walking again today, Leroy and I on the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. We’re getting up earlier, so the trips are much cooler, and for some reason, seemed to be a lot brighter. Pretty quiet this morning, not too many people, and only a couple of other dog walkers. Close to midday it seems…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
