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Radical Dana divided by Wonderment = the Square Root of Pi
Sometimes a day that doesn’t start out right can end up on the opposite axis jumping into a positive polarity in a blink. Such was my Thursday, March 25th that began with morning and early afternoon misconnection thwarting my planned … Continue reading
Golden Cali, How I Love Thee
Glorious golden California! From your progressive policies to your poppies, let me count the ways that I love you: I love the way your ridges hug the beautiful blue Pacific Ocean. I love the way the waves lap at your … Continue reading
Posted in Life in San Francisco, nature, travel, Writing
Tagged bees, birds, California, coast, deserts, flowers, forests, lakes, Pacific Ocean, trees
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She Eats Popcorn, Watching America Collapse.
The big fan of dystopian novels, movies, and episodic series sits idly by watching her world fill with the decisions of wretched cheats in Congress. She writes little notes to herself; dialog lines that will never be uttered, scripts that … Continue reading
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The Girl Who Came Undone
She didn’t see it happening. It just hit like a tidal wave sweeping her mind, body, and soul into the ocean of doubt. Renown for being the one most firmly planted in capability, the one you could rely on, she … Continue reading
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The 45 Incubus & the Spa Channel
Finding myself in a rinse * repeat quotidian cycle of the 45 incubus sucking the life out of a sleeping America, I change the channel away from the noise to the Spa-ah-ah-ah Channel Uh, yeah. I’m not embarrassed to claim … Continue reading
Posted in Music, People, Politics, Writing
Tagged 45, Calgon Bath, Channel 68, Galadriel, Incubus, President, radio, Republican Party, Sirius XM, Spa Channel
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A Crack in the Universe Where the Pain Comes In
There is a crack in the universe where the pain comes in and keeps my mind in a Krampüs-enraged Mental Holocaust. (Lord have mercy…turn this down before you click the play button on song 2 and more at their bandcamp page…) Can I get … Continue reading
Posted in People, travel, Writing
Tagged Gianforte, Guardian, Gustave Dore', Krampus, Mental Holocaust, Montana, Neverlnad, Pope, Saudi Arabia, unhinged
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Going Postal
The signs filled my inbox of life all week, spritzed here and there peppering what was otherwise a lovely and eventful Spring Break week remaining at home to clear, cleanse, and create. I socialized with different friends sharing our fidgets and … Continue reading
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“A Screaming Comes Across The Sky”
This wonderful collection of words in the post title was not penned by me nor comes from my brain other than the receptacle of memory as that of the words of author Thomas Pynchon‘s in his novel titled “Gravity’s Rainbow“. How … Continue reading
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Tagged Brain Pickings Weekly, EPA, Gravity's Rainbow, Pop Chart Lab, Rachel Carson, Silent Spring, Thomas Pynchon
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Dystrumpia
Well, it’s almost XMAS and it’s almost Fascism. I’ll celebrate the the 25th with friends, family, fun, and frolic with some libation most certainly tossed in. Immediately after, I’ll toast to the end of liberty for the latter and hunker down into my … Continue reading