Speech! Speech!

Cloudy and overcast this Wednesday morning here along California’s northern coast, just a swipe away from all the nefarious shenanigans occurring all over the freakin’ place. Weather is not the absolute end being of life — then again…. In DC, there’s the end — most especially the offshoot of President Obama’s state-of-the-union speech last night, his…

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Cold Hot

Clear and a bit on the warm side this early Monday morning along California’s northern coast, and the air is apparently so clean, the muffled roar of the Pacific can be easily heard from my back patio. Among the wads of interesting things happening on this planet right now, the most terribly-interesting one is the…

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SOS!

Cloudy and rainy this Saturday morning on California’s north coast, creating an Old Testament-gothic-like feeling of sadness and depression. Except — just now seen from my back patio, a small hole opening in the thick-cloud layer, sun streams pouring through in awesome Cecil D. Demille fashion, dramatic and soul stirring, even beautiful. Reality, however, burns…

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AR-15 that bad storm

Clear and cold again on a early Wednesday along California’s northern coast and the news cycle this morning looks like it’s eating shit for breakfast. Gun-play at two schools yesterday, and this the continuing sad refrain from all these tragedies: “There were no witnesses in the buildings,” Greiner said. “Of course, it’s a tragedy and…

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Justice

The chronicle of Aaron Swartz got a little more twisted this afternoon with the inclusion of the US Secret Service into the supposed legal case against him — I really don’t understand how the freakin’ Secret Service could/should be involved in a case like this. Reportedly, Swartz was arrested in July 2011, charged with illegally…

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‘Oh, lo’dy, lo’d, he’s desp’it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy!’

Wet, chilly and highly-gothic here on California’s northern coast this Saturday evening, drizzling rain since early on, creating a sad, thoughtful sense of purpose. Surfing the news sites seeking attention for my seemingly near-insatiable, up-to-the-second addiction for current events, apparently life seemingly has flat-lined as we crawl out from under the hideous holiday season —…

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