"Cozy"

I looked at my stats. I was watching a live stream sci/fi chat on FB, and they spoke about the fantasy of stats. You really don't know who or how many are there.

True ya don't

I was on the fucking radio I had no idea. Well my friends at the station, and my sister sort of listened so that was maybe six? Not too bad.

Anyway I wondered so looked just now for this page...no bleeping idea about the others. ..."307" unique hits today. 
Then again sometimes it's literally,..."3" so who knows.
Actually I'm fine with my dozen friends that come by. 

However all others welcome.

Btw that number, 307...for a one person play would be cozy as they say in the biz. That is not counting the "papered" seats...those for the press, and pals.
Fortunately as with my former radio life I can't see or be seen...I prefer this. Radio cranks now live stream themselves visually...why? 

Radio is supposed to be mysterious...or was.

Anyway above is Brooklyn's Moon this evening. 

7:35pm, 2-18-19~CE, wind chill 26f/-3c degrees.

Taken at an improvised street corner observatory. Usually I use my kitchen astrological facilities. However I was coming home from market 'saw the moon. I had the motive, and opportunity.

Here's a thought.

The Earth early in it's life was hit by a body the size of fucking Mars.
Earth is still here,...somewhat altered, but here.
So we're no threat whatever. We're committing suicide, and taking all manner of other species with us, but the Earth Abides.

She Abides.