Title omitted in protest

I’m writing in protest of the business of digital “content.” What a disgusting word! While flirting with the idea of another web site redesign, all of the same stuff is coming back at me. I’m already losing my good humor. So I’m indulging in a new fantasy. It’s one in which the business of digital “content” just gives it a rest for a while. It’s a nauseating niche. There are seemingly millions of sites, millions…

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January 1, 2021

I’ve been hoodwinked by new years before. There was one in particular that really put one over on me. I was jubilant at the dawn of that new year. I had the highest hopes for my new band in that year. I envisioned great things. There were some great things, but none that I anticipated. Amid the suffering and tragedy that materialized ceaselessly, my definition of great things or good fortune mutated to what could…

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Goodbye to Rosie, the Queen of Corona

I’ve been waiting it out at home for longer than some. The pandemic has taken away my enthusiasm for many things. I have only moments of optimism. November 7th was certainly a high point. What followed in my ridiculous country, of course, restored that good ol’ American despair and rage in fairly short order. This is my era? Thanks. Runaway disease and political corruption reinforced in the public consciousness every minute, on the minute? Are…

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The Chess King

In the summer of 1982, I was eleven years old. For one day, I garnered the unofficial title of Chess King. No one called me that, and it wasn’t even that I was unseated after that day. It just ceased to be relevant, as many things are wont to do amid the breakneck pace kept by young boys at the height of summer. I’d started to learn chess from my old man on the little…

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I’m in awe of what has been taken away

I’ve just read about DHS secret police snatching people off the street in Portland. I also read a letter demanding that they be withdrawn signed by Oregon senators and representatives. A letter. Really? Does one quash a secret police in the United States with a letter? I doubt that would be my first choice if I were an elected official whose state was under siege by the damn federal government. When I consider the endeavors…

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Independence Day. We’re on our own.

June was not the month I expected. In one respect or another, I spent the entire month with a toothache. My teeth are crumbling, despite my best efforts to care for them. Due to genetics, as I approach half a century in this life, my teeth are just quitting, cracking. This year, I even lost one that couldn’t be saved. I truly mourn the loss of number 3 and the havoc that the loss wreaked…

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