Gringos and Aliens

Lost in a blue wood

The blue is a mood. The woods are their greenest at this time of year. Its raining now. The plants drinking their fill of this freshest of water. I too collect rain. Two barrels hold between them a hundred gallons. Today’s sprinkle will top them off. We pull water from underground for domestic use. The

Will the tourists come?

Whats the difference between a busy harbor and a “tight” harbor? The old timer remembers a harbor busy with lobster and fishing boats. With small freighters carrying all manner of commerce. This beautiful and picturesque harbor is at the center of the town of Camden in the state of Maine. In recent decades, instead of

Odds and Ends

Odds and Ends it says. That’s because I’ve posted drawings without current context. These days the context is Pandemic and Social Justice. I give attention to those themes but there’s got to be more going on. The drawings were printed in a state business paper in the early 1990’s. I got paid something but not

The writing on the wall

I said elsewhere on this site that it seemed like 1967 again. That was over half a century ago. Then as now the pressure cooker of racism at the sharp point of society (police) has boiled over. George Floyd was murdered, quite simply. He became the latest of tens of thousands of black citizens murdered

Into June already

I’m kicking around the idea of building a tiny house. There is a movement here in the USA to down size. Its a reaction to a couple of things. One is the ridiculous escalation in home prices and property taxes over the decades. What is ridiculous vs just the market in action, is the restrictions

Graduation 2020

Being myself a high school dropout I don’t have total empathy with these young people and their rained on party. These poor youths will have to plunge into the cold water of the job market without memories of that night of debauchery and drunkenness. Well, most will forgo those memories. Their graduation ceremony done “drive

Is fighting Fascists bad?

A really good way to understand leadership is to approach a crisis with the antithesis of that quality in it’s stead. I doubt there is a word for the conjugate of “leader”. When that word is invented at the top of its wiki will be a photo of you know who. Stalin was a nasty

Gringos escape Earth

I’m having a deja vu! Its 1967 again. There are riots in dozens of large cities and men are leaving Florida for space. I don’t remember a virus lock down back then. History doesn’t repeat, but it rhymes. Yesterday two men managed to escape this crazy scene. I watched the replay. I saw them on

Oh, do I have to!

Yes, you have to. Even if I don’t feel like it? Yes, even then. That’s my dialog with the interface here. It must know I don’t have anything to say. It watches my keystrokes and measures the milliseconds between. It has complex algorithms to fathom my mood and productivity. The basis of the Matrix dystopian