Robert Mueller is going to say nothing to congress other than “It’s covered in the report” so let the hype begin!
Monthly Archive: June 2019
Ravelry didn’t just come out of the blue with their banning of all things Donald Trump. There is a messy ball of yarn to untangle here.
Autumn is swell.
I don’t want the extremely esoteric battle over what we call our immigration detention facilities to distract from what they are; a catastrophe, regardless of what you choose to call them.
They came to help and the outcome was pain.
On Daniel Swift’s journey into Saint Elizabeth’s mental hospital with Ezra Pound.
Proceed with caution.
Can a man be a muse for a female artist?
Star Control had some Drama. Luckily, it ended like a Comedy.
A killjoy of joy that needs to be killed.
When we all pay entirely for everyone else’s healthcare, everyone’s health becomes everyone’s business. This has real consequences for issues of lifestyle freedom, as choices that should only impact my health become issues others can object to.
Teeth need to be attended to.
I haven’t been to the Renaissance Festival in a decade.
I have fixed that.
Sports are not a salve. That said, an unexpected win still manages to feel awfully damned good.
The dirty history of West Virginians trying to get clean of documentary perceptions.
A bit of Mrazzmatazz.
I really hope to live long enough to discover that we aren’t completely alone, even if the neighbors are only one-celled organisms.