Sunday, March 3, 2019

"...breathing"


Aw crap,...seeing shit again,...hearing stuff too I think. You know the drill. Shadows wisps all the stuff that used to get folks burned at the stake. I don't believe in spooks except for those times I do.

This is disconcerting.

Ya know there ya are stumbling around in your crappy life when shit happens. In this case spooks or who knows what. Granted there's nutters out there that dream of having this shit. 
Well they're welcome to it. It's not nearly as much fun as they think.

Otherwise everything is fucking peachy.

Back to hospital tomorrow. More poking stabbing draining, and irradiating. Swell huh. I think I'll treat myself to a proper normal meal after all that jazz. Maybe a big pile of Chinese or Indian take-out.

This as opposed to the steamed mud, and wood chips I've had to eat for the last few months,...yeah real healthy that. ...think some more sugarless ice cream while I'm at it.

It's the small joys that keep us breathing.

Saturday, March 2, 2019

"...truth"


"The Home Front Gets the Truth" ( From my files.)
"That's just how it was guys. War is fucking evil. We butchered, and murdered each other day after day. Everything stank, everything was blown to hell."
"There was bits of torn up guys theirs ours didn't matter it was all heat rot, blood shit, and death. It wasn't like that crap they show in the movies. It was just death bullshit, and more death."
"...nuthin' else to say."

"Oh Fuck This"


Scary huh? ...get used to it because shit is going to get worse.  I'm looking at what them stupid Dems are doing. They just handed #45, and his gang re-election. 
First a load of the new Congress people are hard left PC fanatics,...this will not go over well with anyone other than the hard left PC fringe.

That, and the 648 Dem candidates.

None of them should be anywhere near the White House. Granted yeah they're all a zillion times better than #45. However so is a bent empty can of Pepsi. A bowl of cat vomit a bag of fresh shit or jury duty. 

On top of that they re-hydrated the 387 year old Bernie, and he's running. His mob of neo-SDS maniacs had sextuple orgasms,...swell. Nader wasn't available?

I am not optimistic.

Unless the assorted investigations come up with clear totally undeniable High Crimes, and Misdemeanors. This so we can toss that fuck face into a tub of sharks. 

Failing that six more years.

The Republic as everyone knows will not survive that many more years of this fucking dangerous disturbed semi-illiterate imbecile. I really wish I could go back to being a Queer pornographer drug addict. It passed the time so well.

No really it did.

"...faerie dust"


Some now suspect that certain "Faerie Tales" may be based on stories 5000+ years old. As "Ring Around the Rosy" is traced to near 800 years ago during the Black Death.

Some version of Superman, and the mix of industrial era popular heroes may survive into the 40th century. How could they not. Invincible saviors.

In the West history is generally taught as the rise, and fall of cultures. In school we learned of them as separate civilizations with little or no connections.  Some suggest a more wholistic view of the human story.

Starting during the last Ice Age there began one continuous human culture. Different varieties within it the rose evolved faded. Adding their stories to the ongoing enterprise. The current space faring post industrial digital information era is directly connected to the Bronze Age, and back, and back, and back. Perhaps to them folks figuring what flint can do.

One learning one remembering from the Ice to now.

20,000+ years, and still in business.

"Walk About"


I don't miss any chance to walk in the snow.
Especially since we may not see much anymore.
Note my great feet snug in blessed snow.

There's part of my 'hood.
Also my pal who seems always insanely happy.
Heat cold rain sun snow she acts like she just had a serious
hit of China White with a Morphine chaser.

Wadda kid!

I could use some of that shit myself right now.


"1957"


Comrades light up for Laika!
The worlds first Space Dog, and still fucking up there.
I think,...he might have burned up years ago, but still.

Socialist Science will crush the TV Dinner Fascists!
The Oligarch of Wall Street Atomic Plunderers is Doomed!
Collectivist Peoples Utopia is the Future!

Remember children!
Report your parents relatives, and schoolmates.
Especially if you see them reading Beatnik trash.
The criminal work "Howl" in particular!

Long Live Laika!
At least till the glorious peoples spaceship's orbit decays. 


"We're on a Roll"


Another morning snow!
On a roll,...a minor one since this is only three inches.
 They're getting over a foot ten miles away. 
As always the City is just out of reach. 

Two major storms, and they both miss us by inches.
I think there's a weather machine in City Hall.
This to make sure kids never ever get Snow Days.
That, and Sanitation workers will never get Snow overtime.



Friday, March 1, 2019


My toy Fiat Snow-ometer on my kitchen window sill. This with the winter's first measurable snow on it. Last year I had shots of it from December on. This year we start in fucking March.

Yeah we had six inches before Thanksgiving, but that was late fall. We're talking winter here. The chances of a big one before the heatwaves start,...sometimes in April, are slim.

But I'm hoping.

I have online FB pals in Australia, and New Zealand. Their current summer is the hottest ever recorded. They say it's been in the 100's for weeks at a time there. A pal reacting to the above pix a few minutes ago said it was 112f where he was at this very time.

...fuck.

Here I'm complaining we're only getting two inches here. I'm sitting at my screen posting, and looking out my open window at the snow. I loves it so. 

I slept in it during my houseless time. 

I preferred it to resting in the rain. With snow you can bundle ya self. With rain you just get wet cold, and sick. Not so with snow if you know what ya doing. Amazing what one can adapt to when you have no choice. 

I even loved it then. 

I loved the snow when I had to live in it. I figured if I fell asleep in a storm, and froze that would be the gentlest way to pass.

"...Fire Sale!"

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