‘Here It Comes Again’
January 17, 2020In the era of strange: Chipping around, kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours And here it comes again: Plus, I hope this ain’t happening —…
In the era of strange: Chipping around, kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours And here it comes again: Plus, I hope this ain’t happening —…
Our life nowadays is geared toward a sense of apprehension and dread — can’t be helped. This terrifying era of the T-Rump is one of chaos and constant clutter of shit-kicking episodes of bat-shit crazy,…
In the midst of an age of awful anxiety, here’s more to the weight — from the Guardian this morning: The heat in the world’s oceans reached a new record level in 2019, showing “irrefutable…
Among a mass of shitty news this Monday, the Academy Awards nominations were announced and “Little Women” director, Greta Gerwig, was snubbed, although the movie nailed six other spots, including Best Picture — no female…
Into dangerous uncharted waters this Tuesday evening as reports of Iranian rockets falling onto a couple of Iraqi military bases housing American troops, first retaliatory strikes in the wake of the T-Rump’s command to assassinate…
A short new year and we’re up to our asses in dangerous shit in a hurry. Despite acting DHS honcho Chad Wolf declaring this morning there’s ‘currently no specific, credible threats against our homeland,’ the…
Sunshine and a bit warm this late-afternoon of the second day of 2020 here in California’s San Joaquin Valley, a brightness after some pretty-thick morning low-clouds/fog which chilled the shit out of everything. Weather in…
Tomorrow is a brand-new year, but top of the news rounding-out 2019 is a topic decades old — Iraq. Via the Washington Post: Supporters of an Iranian-backed militia besieged the U.S. Embassy in Baghdad on…
Mostly sunny this late-afternoon Monday here in Merced, a place stranded in California’s Jan Joaquin Valley and seemingly lost between Modesto and Fresno — an affliction of ordinary. And it’s the eve of New York’s…
My oldest daughter quickly informed me I’d left-off some other 90s tunes she’d heard around the house in those begone days, so a second jam session from that most-marvelous of rock of ages was required…