Wednesday Missives

Missing Miss Raya Buckets

Miss Raya Buckets stepped over the Rainbow Bridge earlier this year, where the can opener is always spinning. I sure miss her!

Sometimes the path forward is clear

Sometimes the path forward is clear

UPDATE: Here's a petition to tell the media exactly what we want: an end to free publicity for the Big Moron: Petition We need to enlist the media to make an important change. It's time to stop treating this maniacal Moron in Chief as if he were like other presidents....

Things in the think-pot today

Things in the think-pot today

Things I’ve thought about today while walking around Madrid, going to the gym, getting lunch, and then watching as my country woke up, put on its marching shoes, and hit the streets. I might add to this list but for now this will do... What I like Dogs that walk...

News, fake news, and an uneven spectrum

News, fake news, and an uneven spectrum

UPDATES: Two big updates to this story, stronger evidence than I could ever write. First, this graphic showed up a few weeks ago. It's a clear way to see where the partisan bias actually resides, and its gradient. I can't find the source to cite it, but if you take...

Happy ThanksWedding!

Happy ThanksWedding!

You may not have heard of a ThanksWedding. Leave it to my family to come up with a new holiday - Thanksgiving + Wedding, obviously. But who does that? ONLY US, that's who. Because nothing goes better than overeating and dressing up. In Alaska. Striking. Brisk....

Never underestimate the power of fear

Never underestimate the power of fear

It took fifteen years, but the terrorists finally won. Never underestimate the power of fear: The Orange Grease Spot strummed it like a guitar. He ramped up the nationalism - not unlike a certain German version some 70 years ago - until the fever pitch was like cats...

Bogota T-minus-6 and counting

Bogota T-minus-6 and counting

I'm a little afraid of how this week is stacking up. Plenty of work, as there is no rest for the wicked. But also time with friends and packing and being sure to pile in all my favorite Bogota things. It sounds like mayhem, while I am looking for calm. Is he waving at...

Seriously, best party ever.

Seriously, best party ever.

The crowd from CNC, our work partners here in Bogota, showed up right on time - not a common thing in Bogota, where "Colombia time" is a recognized if unregulated time zone. I think the reason they were on time was to bring in the band: 2016-08-26 22.00.15 My friends...

Vaya fiesta!

Vaya fiesta!

Too late tonight to write much. We had a party with a band and such a great time... 2016-08-27 00.09.00  

Bye Bye, Bogota

Bye Bye, Bogota

These are my friends on the way to work. They're usually asleep. There's about six more, and they all hang out around the food carts. I can't imagine why, the frying oil smells like their butts. Oh, wait, that's why... A short post tonight, but an important one to me,...

Marshmallows and other metaphors

Marshmallows and other metaphors

I'm swimming in work but treading water as best I can. I can't wait to leave for Madrid but in the meantime I'm going to pump out seven reports and annexes, probably 1500 pages of hard-hitting sociological analysis! BOOM! But I'm telling the whole thing out of order....