12 Jun
While in the scheme of things, this week wasn’t as overloaded with work stuff as some, by Wednesday afternoon, it felt like it should have been over days ago. I honestly don’t even know why; maybe it’s the world on the precipice of…something; could be huge change, or complete destruction. Maybe it’s just the fact […]
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09 Jun
Music, my friends, has no boundaries; it speaks to all of us. A dope, kickin’ bass line doesn’t discriminate. (shamelessly stolen from my friend Bob Bock)
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08 Jun
This weekend was short, above all. Ugh. Biked both days (and discovered baby bunnies again this year at the usual part of the trail), got some excellent produce at the farmer’s market (which supported a pretty good roasted chicken and some excellent asian stir fry), returned some library books (now that they let us do […]
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05 Jun
This week, as weeks go, at least personally, in this age of pandemic, protest, fascist photo ops heat wave, and bears, hasn’t been the worst of the lot. I’ve gotten some actual work done (without working too hard about it), read some books (including the wonderful The Last Emperox by John Scalzi, in the welcome […]
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02 Jun
There are protests happening in the streets just a few miles from where I currently sit. For good reason. There is also violence happening there, and across this country, which is heartbreaking, wrong, and largely unprovoked against those protesting. The President is out there fomenting further hate, fear, and violence; not acting like the leader […]
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