July 2020

  • A Fascist Truth Sledgehammer Redux … The EP

    Just wanted to re-post this “EP” of sorts, tunes and lyrics. Me and Covid Down By The Schoolyard (to the tune of “Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard”)   Check Check Hello? Is this thing on? Can ya hear me in the back?   Trumpy the Tinpot rolled in his head Reasons for his… Continue reading

  • Said Intentions, Mayonnaise And A Welcome Rediscovery

    Well the day started with an intended stop at Price Chopper on my way in to the station. Said in the head intention? Some Polars (seltzers) and maybe a prepared thingy for my lunch … oh, and mayonnaise, Hellman’s to be specific (I can do with “house” brands, generics, on most things but Hellman’s and… Continue reading

  • A “I’m Not Dead Yet” New PC & A Bit Of Expanding My World

    (Not that anyone asked for it but an update on my new PC that, in my last post, I thought had given up the ghost rather abruptly). In an English accent from atop a medieval yet modern cart heaped with other assorted dead computers … “I’m not dead yet” Thank you Vivek at Dell from… Continue reading

  • Backups … And A Song – “Me And Covid Down By The Schoolyard”

    Well it seems my new PC has bit the dust, my crash cart a plug and an unplug while saying “Stat!” in my head. A few seconds of life then nothing. Now the possible nightmare of customer service begins, it is kind of a roll of the dice, though I have talked with Dell before… Continue reading

  • A Pamal Men’s Room Review

    Someone put this up in the Men’s room here at the station. (most definitely methinks, the work of my production boss Randy) I echo the “great staff” portion of this review though the well dressed, friendly gentleman standing in the corner waiting to hand you a towel can make things a little awkward, even uncomfortable… Continue reading

  • A Bad Week, A BB Shut Down And An improvised U-Haul Cargo “Sedan”

    Well, this has not been the best of weeks so the finally sit on a Friday evening with the girls now couldn’t have come fast enough, which it didn’t by the way. It was a slow fucking molasses crawl. It started (after my four day weekend short mini stay-as-always-cation where I truly enjoyed myself and… Continue reading

  • Senta

    Celie told me yesterday that Senta might be coming to the end of the road which is so heartbreaking. She is the introspective one of the two big, and I mean big, wolf size big, German Shepard girls who have been such a constant for me ever since I moved in here going on three… Continue reading

  • Gettin’ Late For Democracy (song)

    I’m not a huge fan of this one (maybe it’s the ending I don’t like, the ‘added’ lyrics after the actual song would normally be done) and, as I said in my last post, I was just gonna dismiss it, dismiss it as simply time spent trying. All about the trying right? But I just… Continue reading

  • Hey, Uncle Frank … Wanna Go For A Drive?

    I text myself a lot. No, not in a pathetically sad way to just see a little notification number and appear I have friends thank you … it’s just a sort of phone post-it note, an electronic little piece of sticky yellow paper ”stuck” to my phone reminding me of a thought I woke up… Continue reading