War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Once again without shame or remorse (well, there’s some contrition, but not much), we here at Compatible Creatures present our ongoing plea to lay down some coin for my novel, “Brown-Eyed Girl With A Cold Corona,” self-published a couple of years ago by Outskirts Press. The Amazon/Kindle page is here. My author’s page at Outskirts…
Nice way to start a day in this doomscrolling era — way-funny and sweet (h/t Miss Cellania): And the reaction from the security guy is priceless, makes the scene not only comedic but touching — cutline via Miss Cellania: Coming home from the Olympics, Kelsey Mitchell walked through an airport security metal detector, and the…
Counterpunch to the gosh-awful, bullshit news currently infecting our airwaves, another episode this Saturday of my musical ‘Destination‘ series (last one here), where unusual tunes of personal value create a seemingly alternative auditory diagram to the screaming-loud noises coming off life in 2021 A.D. Eleven years ago at about the turn of the decade, I…
Here it is Sunday way-again — we’re now in the fifth month of 2021 and the days have churned past quicker than those cinematic calendar pages rapidly flipping, illustrating the way-fast passage of time. Result of that film scene would be at the end of the sequence some weird shit usually happens. December 2020 seems…
(Illustration found here). Memory is a weird-ass commodity, especially as you get older. Events, people, places and things are stored in the brain and are supposedly right there for whenever needed, with or without being invited, and sometimes with or without that recollection being real. Twenty years seems a long time, but in reality, it’s…
I saw this earlier and it’s amazing (h/t tweet C&J): And the reply for hardcore bowlers: As I posted this morning, I took the first shot of the Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine, and although the CDC advised there could be side effect (tiredness, headache, chills — at the injection sight, pain, redness, swelling), I wasn’t prepared…
In this high-tech, social-media world, it’s not really surprising a new study shows the impact of T-Rump’s massive deception tactics on the faint of brain — since he’s been off Twitter, misinfornation online has way-dropped; (Illustration by Christopher Weyant, The Boston Globe, and found here). Leader of the free world, and the unfree world as…
Neatest-funny thingie I’ve seen yet during this special time of this so-far special year — great h/t to Bill in Portland Maine of Cheers&Jeers found at Daily Kos. If you don’t read C&J every weekday morning (except Friday, then in the afternoon) you should receive a lifetime ban from getting anywhere near the kiddie pool:…
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 — a few additions: A reckoning catch phrase from 4 Non Blondes, off their album, “Bigger, Better, Faster, More!” and…
On this supposedly special day, and toward the end of another decade, a musical flashback to a decade 20 years ago and a period I consider the best ever in rock-n-roll — the 90s. Although I came of age in the 1960s Beatles/Ed Sullivan/Rolling Stones era, the 1990s were by far the most creative, inspiring…
