I'm transitioning off coal starting tomorrow.
Friday, October 13, 2017
Tuesday, October 03, 2017
Spooky
Yeah, well. This is spooky, isn't it?
Or maybe it thinks we are, and some of us are.
That's why I hide in the bushes when I hear you coming.
Sunday, October 01, 2017
Bay Attacks
Not that common anymore, but possible.
Get a guy wound up, stick his face on a poster, add a bunny, and something could happen.
But what is a bay attack? Maybe the bunny knows. Will get back to you if I find out.
Friday, September 29, 2017
Sad Shack
Purcell Pavilion had a bad day yesterday.
For Purcell, every day is a bad day. Likely tomorrow will be too.
Be glad that at least you are a happy color.
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
Plinth
Plural of plint, I guess, but what is a plint, and does it hurt?
Maybe if a person tries eating it.
You first.
Wednesday, September 06, 2017
Sometimes A Day Without Direction
Sometimes it's like that, some days are. You get one and then...what?
Wait.
Just wait for tomorrow.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
Remembering You
As if I wanted to, Winter.
Go, go, go away. Come again another day.
After I move, leaving no forwarding address, eh?
Sunday, August 27, 2017
Sometimes
I stop and think: Is this who I am? Is this what I want? Is this what I should do?
Then I have another beer. I don't give a damn hoot. Not really.
Saturday, July 01, 2017
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Bog Log
This is another one of those things you never expected to get for Xmas.
And maybe you didn't.
Maybe I really didn't either. Maybe I misread the tag. That could be it.
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
Bog Hole
I seem to have a fixation with bogs.
Can bogs have holes? Wouldn't the water run out? What about all the little skittery critters? Wouldn't they go down the drain too?
We may never know unless you go and have a look. No, you go.
Sunday, June 25, 2017
Friday, June 23, 2017
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Bearing
This has nothing to do with bears.
Unless you know where a bear is, where one isn't, and want to know how to get from the one place to the other. But do you need a compass for that?
Maybe you do. Me, no, not so much. Not at all, come to think of it.
Monday, June 19, 2017
Bear Encounter
Not always terrifying.
Not all bears are furry backcountry grunting bush sniffers.
Sometimes you learn stuff.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Bayou
Sometimes, in some places, some things happen.
Like in space, where no one can hear you scream.
I scream, you scream, we all scream for rats. In the bayou. Or something.
Rats are not really all that bad. Really. Bayous — well... Maybe I can get back to you on that.
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Sunday, June 11, 2017
Friday, June 09, 2017
Aspect
If it's only a spect, then maybe it don't mean much.
Unless you're driving at night, in summer, in Minnesota, and then you gets millions of spects, not just a spect, and they're all over your windshield.
That's life, such as it is, in some places.