chilling out, literally

It snowed overnight. The morning arrived overcast and bitterly cold; it was 25º with wind from the north blowing at 17 mph. The ‘Feels Like’ temperature was 12º, with the UV Index parked at a puny 1. There was no sunshine and very low daylight and absolutely no enthusiasm for the prevailing conditions. Being outdoors … Continue reading chilling out, literally

lookie, it’s the sign of a new year

Who can blame us? 2017 was not a banner year. Between Sideshow Don (the yu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-ugest, most destructive man-made disaster ever in recorded history), the GOP, hurricanes, mass shootings, the loss of Mary Tyler Moore, and so much more, we’ve taken a long and relentless beating. On the plus side, there’s Robert Mueller and ... um, … Continue reading lookie, it’s the sign of a new year

is this an, um, omen?

It feels like it. It feels like a warning. The abrupt appearance of a bird is often regarded as a portent of doom, sort of a ‘Run for your life!’ announcement, but with wings. Especially in these weather conditions. The rain doesn’t stop falling and the wind howls morning, noon, and night. It’s effing creepy. Saturday afternoon my … Continue reading is this an, um, omen?

the trespassing

Inauguration day passed in a fog, the honest-to-goodness weather kind. A thick shroud of gloom rolled in mid-week and stuck around, restricting visibility and cloaking the world in sinister intentions. Frankly, I don’t need assistance. I’m well able to conjure nightmarish scenarios all by myself. I can spot a lurid monster under the bed and … Continue reading the trespassing