‘Feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?’ — ‘Yeah, Asshole! I do!’

In the scope of life on a planet that’s really getting way-close to an enormous insane asylum, the general public is unaware of the infrastructure of normal. The situation in Ferguson, Missouri, for instance, should belong in not only in another country, but in another time — maybe like the 1960s. Fifty years ago, however,…

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Ash Attack!

Cool and quiet this early Tuesday on California’s north coast and the silence feels good on the brainwaves — nothing like a nice time before daylight. In the midst of bad shit all over, there seems to be some natural fireworks coming from underground. In the European theater of dramatic effects, everybody’s paying attention to…

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Ben Your Face

As manager of a liquor store, currency handling is a way of life, and one of the most-dirty, nasty and foul things on this earth is money. After awhile, your fingers turn black. One nasty floater is the $100 bill — a Benjamin, or just ‘Ben’ — which is the top dog of currency most-desired…

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Worse than Half-Empty

Deep-blanket fog, bordering on drizzle this Sunday morning on California’s north coast, but unlike a shitload of other places all over this anxiety-riddled, ridiculous world, in a little while we’ll get sunshine and warmth. Technically, the weather people term it ‘Partly cloudy,’ but in reality, it’s as good as it gets — a few clouds…

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