Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Tuesday, December 31, 2019

 This is it, kids. The last day of the 2,019th Foul Year of Our Lord. Depending on how you measure these things, it's the end of the 2010s as a decade. By the time we see each other tomorrow, it'll be 2020 and we must ponder just what all that means.

Monday, December 30, 2019

Monday, December 30, 2019

 The rain's moved out and the cold's come back. I find myself in the grip still of whatever surly funk got a-hold of me Friday. Gloomy and tired as opposed to quarrelsome and irritated, really, but I don't know why the change. It is what it is, I guess. Perhaps it's a natural progression.

Sunday, December 29, 2019

Sunday, December 29, 2019

 Well, the Saints pounded the Panthers this afternoon, slapping Will Grier and his boys all over their home stating, ending the season 13-3. Takes one back to the 2009 season when Brees, Payton and the lads brought their first Superbowl trophy back to the still-battered New Orleans faithful.

Saturday, December 28, 2019

Saturday, December 28, 2019

 I've been in a bit of a quarrelsome mood the last couple days. It's a good thing no one's paid me any attention, because a couple of days of that is all I can stand. I just don't have the energy or will the be that professionally salty anymore. That's a young man's game.

Friday, December 27, 2019

Friday, December 27, 2019

 As we head towards what will be the very last weekend of this decade... wait, is that right? Does a new decade start on the '00 or the '01, I never can keep that straight. Anyhow, this time next week it'll be 2020 & may the Lord have mercy on all our souls.

Thursday, December 26, 2019

Thursday, December 26, 2019

 Man, I don't get it. Day before yesterday, the Gibberish at the Blogger site (WordPress stuck with straight News) got beaucoup hits. Yesterday, the flat-out Gibberish at WordPress topped my previous record for "Likes". It was just seven all told, but still. I'm sure there's a lesson in all that, but I'll be dipped if I know what it is.

 By the by, Kwanzaa starts today, so "Habari gani?" and I do hope I'm doing that right.

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

 Man, yesterday's Gibberish got 15 hits. I know that doesn't sound like a lot because it really, really ain't - and I'm not even sure how much traffic Blogger sees these days, comparatively - but it's the most I've gotten in one day on one post since I started writing again. Is it because I had "Christmas" labeled? I guess so. And, of course, the News at the WordPress sight scored a goose egg.

Monday, December 23, 2019

Monday, December 23, 2019

 Whew, son. I'm not going to lie to you, beloved. I've had a rough day and I'm in no shape to do this. Still, duty calls, even if softly.

Sunday, December 22, 2019

Sunday, December 22, 2019

 Today's the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year and the official beginning of winter, it's been pouring down rain all day, and for the fourth day hand running I don't really have anything in particular to write about. Because it's raining, Otis can't go outside and has already spent all day napping, so he's pouting, too.

Saturday, December 21, 2019

Saturday, December 21, 2019

 This is getting to be a drag, man. This is the third day hand-running that I've had a touch of writer's block. Starting to get on my nerves.

Friday, December 20, 2019

Friday, December 20, 2019

 Friday's upon us, it's definitely winter outside, and another day I'm just not into doing this. So, we'll knock things out quick and move on to the weekend. I doubt I'll be in a better mood, but hope springs eternal.

Thursday, December 19, 2019

Thursday, December 19, 2019

 I've been pretty out of the loop today. Slept far too late then spent the remainder of the day playing video games, napping and reading, purposefully ignoring the outside world. I only logged into Twitter about an hour ago.

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

UPDATE: At 7:30 p.m. Hillbilly Standard Time, the House voted to impeach Trump on two articles, abuse of power and obstruction of justice, and fairly handily at that, sending it on the Senate for trial. Trump's rally tonight in Michigan is going to be off the goddamn chain, son.

 Well, it's going down. The United States House Of Representatives are holding the vote to decided whether or not President of the United States of America Donald Trump should be charged for two charges of impeachment for trying to entice a foreign company to dig up dirt on a political rival and for obstruction of Congress. As of right now, it's looking like the vote is going against Trump and since everyone has to give a speech, the vote takes all goddamn day.

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

 Okay, we're riding with the King. Let's knock this out, because I ain't going to lie to you. I had a breakthrough in Pathfinder: Kingmaker and have been able to get myself past the next chapter. I'd rather be doing that.

Monday, December 16, 2019

Monday, December 16, 2019

 I'm going to go ahead and knock as much of this as I can. We got some fierce weather to the north of us and to the south of us. Heavy winds, lightning, a few killer tornadoes, the whole nine yards. Stay above water, kids. At any given moment, the power might blip out and it could last all evening. Let's hope it don't.

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Sunday, December 15, 2019

 Hoo, I'm really not in the right frame of mind for this, nor am I inclined to try to stir anything up with the News. I'm more wired & tired than anything, and the grays are slumping down on me. I'll just leave it open until I hit the mark. Your fair warning: all gonzo after this, and gloomy gonzo at that.

Saturday, December 14, 2019

Saturday, December 14, 2016

 For whatever reason, I wrote a thing about the Royal Guardsmen's hit "Snoopy vs. Red Barron," rock & roll's Missing Years, and just the general recognition that we're answering the wrong question, as is my wont. It's all on the Tumblr site and it's a pretty good sized chunk of gibberish, so if that's you thing, go dig.

Friday, December 13, 2019

Friday, December 13, 2019

 It's another cold, grey, rainy day, and therefor another day that was good for dropping out of the scene. So, let's see what kicking around today before we settle in for the weekend.

Thursday, December 12, 2019

Thursday, December 12, 2019

 I've been pretty much out of pocket today, so we'll keep this short and sweet. Of course, every time I say that I wind up rambling on for a couple thousand words. I wrote a thing on LaBelle over at the Tumblr site, and it was a lot of fun if you're more interested in that. In any event, let's quit fooling around.

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

 It's a new day. The sun is shining, the temperature's warmer and what snow we did get has melted off the roof. We've got some stuff to get into today, so let's get to it.

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

 Another nasty day, nastiest one we've seen in a while. The temperature's stayed in the 30s and we've seen rain, sleet and even a little snow. Nothing's sticking here, but some places in the Viewing Area saw a nice little blanketing. On the upside it'll be cleared out, for the most part, tomorrow and will be somewhat warmer.

Monday, December 9, 2019

Monday, December 9, 2019

 Three days, hand-running, the Dark Cloud has settled on me. It's a weird feeling, I recognize that the wheel has rolled around to emphasize the blues. However, I'm not the complete mess I usually when this comes around. Progress, I guess.

Sunday, December 8, 2019

Sunday, December 8, 2019

 I really have nothing. It's just one of those days. I could've stayed asleep the whole day and had the same outcome.

Saturday, December 7, 2019

Saturday, December 7, 2018

 It's been a good day. Had some free time, so I communed with the front yard to come back inside and to write something. About two hours later, I communed with the front yard again to come back inside and write something else. It's been lots of fun. I will put a jump with links to both, however you choose. In any event, this is going to be extremely short and sweet.

 Actually, I think that's it. This is an example of what I'm going to do when I change the new way of doing things. Not sure what to call it yet. Something catchy or something straightforward? For now, let's take a nod from Umberto Eco and call it The Project. Hopefully I won't attract anyone who thinks I should sacrificed or hounded to death or whatever gets done to the protagonists of Foucault's Pendulum.

 Anyhow, I'm crashing and it's early yet. I wonder if I will play something. I was getting back into Neverwinter Nights 2, but I've come upon a part where I keep getting stomped in the dirt. I must be doing something wrong. Maybe I'll get into one of those games I bought on the last Steam sale, Rebel Cops or American Fugitive. I returned Phantom Doctrine since it's in next month's Humble Bundle. I'd bought it on sale, but ten bucks is ten bucks. I've been getting a Pathfinder jones, and I see a big plot point dead ahead. Might as well sack up and see what happens.

 I've been reading Punktown. It's good but a slower lead that I prefer. The plot needs to be thick but it's slowing the story down. A future detective noir space colonies thing with maybe a hint of Lovecraft coming. Finding terrifying things that don't belong because of poking around the universe in a space ship that probably couldn't exist anyway is a concept not played to as much in my liking in modern literature. Still and all, a fun book, but maybe too much a chaw right now.

 I guess I'll take a nap. Click below if you really need to. Otherwise, there ya go.



Friday, December 6, 2019

Friday, December 6, 2019

It's a Mose Allison day again. Cool and rainy and grey. With most of the trees without their leaves, it gives the world a stark and weary look. Tired and blue. Like I said, perfect Mose Allison weather.

Thursday, December 5, 2019

Thursday, December 5, 2019

 Sometimes it's a slow news days because I'm lazy or really not in the right frame of mind to deal with anything, much less the strange land we currently wander through.. Sometimes it's a slow news days because it's a slow news day. Those aren't bad, mind; it's nice to able to take a step away from the maddening crowd and think on things. We really don't give ourselves the opportunity to day that near enough.

Monday, December 2, 2019

Monday, December 2, 2019

 The Sleep whipped me big time today and I didn't get near as much accomplished as I wished. The extra time to commune with the front yard was nice, but it was just too damn cold today to enjoy it. Any, let's get down to the business at hand.

Sunday, December 1, 2019

Sunday, December 1, 2019

 Ah, Sunday morning coming down and going home. After yesterday's heavy rains and blustering thunderstorms, today was fairly pleasant. Cool and windy, but nice enough.

Saturday, November 30, 2019

Saturday, November 30, 2019

 You know, there's just not a lot in the News that interests me. Trump said something stupid, not considering he might ought to sit down, shut up and concentrate on not being impeached. I still say it's not going to matter one way or another. Study on it, both anyone who's actually not bullshitting when they say the won't vote for Trump and neither will the MAGATs, if they got one thing in common it's that their opinion on Trump viz. 2020 is pretty much decided.

Friday, November 29, 2019

Thursday, November 28, 2019

Thursday, November 28, 2019

 All across America, families are either sitting down at the table or they're letting their belts before they go into a glutton coma. Here in Mississippi, we're taking bets on who's going to win the Egg Bowl. Not being a partisan on the matter, I'm giving it a solid win to Ole Miss.

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

 Okay, let's roll in on this and knock it out.

 Ain't going to lie about it, but I am not in the mood to do this. I'm a little cranky, sure, which is sort of funny after the week I've had. Nice visit from the brother and sister-in-law, Momma in a good mood, my medicine bag refilled, and this-&-that, I'm still a little put out with no discernible reason. I told the Psych Doctor that this whole writing business was as much fun as I've had in the past 10 years that didn't involve LSD or mushrooms. That cut him up.

 In any event, I'm in a foul mood and here we are. Part of it is absolutely the on-going problem with my sleeping. Still, infernal machine or no, I am not getting any rest no matter how much I sleep during night, nap during the day or catch a quick 40 in the evening. I am always bushed, always could go right back to sleep as soon as I wake up.

 And honestly, there isn't much that grabbing going on in the news. Impeachment's slowed down a bit, though it seems Trump is busy looking for a suitable bus to throw Rudy Giuliani under, just a couple days after the former New York City mayor claimed he had some "insurance" if the president pulled just this sort shenanigan. Once again, reality proves that it is not going to make any sense as Devin Nunes rolls in the campaign contribution despite looking like a complete fool during last two weeks' of testimony.

 On other fronts, things are looking shakier for the Trump people. A review by a Department of Justice's internal government watchdog into the Russian allegations poke some holes in the dipstick's defenses, as it found no evidence of spying by the FBI. Just as an aside, it's amusing to see the Right almost uniformly turn its back on federal law enforcement organizations as soon as the Flabby Emperor gives 'em the thumb down. The Mushy Middle and Respectable Liberals, despite what wingnuts claim, are always fairly down with such organizations, but those wingnuts also think Hilary Clinton is a red-eyed socialist who can't stop singing "The Internationale".

 Same thing with people getting miffy at Barack Obama breaking his silence just to remind everyone that he ran, governed and never pretended to be anything else than a slightly left-leaning centrist, which is extremely conservative in the rest of the sane world. For me, I couldn't care less what Obama has to say about anything, past president or no, because whoever gets the nomination, he's not going to throw his weight behind Trump or even some misguided third-party run by a billionaire far too in love with the smell of his own farts. Take your pick which one.

 What else. I went off on what I think is a pretty good rant on Twitter concerning the idea that racial tension will be solved if people "come together". It's silly because, and let's be real here, black people don't owe us white folks patience or understanding when we still can't wrap our heads around the idea that "the n-word" will get your ass beat nine times out of ten, regardless of how many black friends you have.

 Well, honestly, I'm kind of done. Maybe last week sapped me in some way, because I did put a lot into it. I picked up some indie games via Steam's Autumn Sale, so maybe I'll mess with them tonight. As likely as not, I'll probably read until I fall asleep. I should finish off Vampires Don't Sparkle tonight. Anyhow.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

 Once again we ride with the King. So we're going to indulge in that. Fair warning: if you don't wish to deal with gonzo, quite possibly don't quite badly, move on. Anyhow.

Monday, November 25, 2019

Monday, November 25, 2019

 Another week begins, so we might as well get to it. We'll start off slow, since I really wasn't able to pay much attention today. I do want to start the move to a M-W-F schedule for the News, but today ain't it.

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Friday, November 22, 2019

Thursday, November 21, 2019

Thursday, November 21, 2019

 Well, that is that. We've heard all the testimony concerning the impeachment of the President of the United States of America, the third time it's happened in the nation's history and only the fourth time proceedings have gotten this far. Now it's all over but the crying.

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

 You know, I can kind of sympathize with Trump's most recently bellyaching about how mean everyone is to him over this whole Impeachment business. It is getting somewhat sad to watch how bad it keeps going for him and the poor dumb bastard keeps pretending he's smelling like roses. But then I think, screw him, the crooked bastard. He could've enjoyed his money and left everyone alone, but no.

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

 Well. It's been a weird day and one that I was unwilling to participate in. However, interesting things happened so let's not dally.

Monday, November 18, 2019

Sunday, November 17, 2019

Sunday, November 17, 2019

 Spent another night trying to liberate the Earth from alien domination, and didn't notice the time until morning again. So, another day of being a zombie but I've already written all about XCOM I can think of. Ah, well, we'll do what we can.

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Saturday, November 16, 2019

 You know, I was saying this weekend needed to be more relaxing and that the whole Impeachment business needed to give a poor boy a rest, but damnation, did I mustard that one up. It's my own fault, though. Like my friend and spiritual advisor, the Rev. Billy C. Wirtz, said, "what I used to do all night now takes me all night to do".

Friday, November 15, 2019

Friday, November 15, 2019

 Maybe this weekend will let up on me. I'd much rather write about XCOM or blues harmonica or the terribly interesting book I'm reading or anything else but this big ol' goofy world. Nevertheless, if reality insists on being silly, it's my duty to lay it out and make fun of it.

Thursday, November 14, 2019

Thursday, November 14, 2019

 You know, after last night's slog, I had sort of planned to take it easy today. Maybe talk about video games I'm not playing and why. Unfortunately, the morning started off stupid and just got more depressingly dumb as the day went on. In writing this a bit early, I'm sort of worried what would come next.

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

 Well, I'll be honest with you. I never thought they'd pull it off. Even up until the moment it started, I figured there'd be some weaselly political flim-flam going on to stop it in its tracks. But here we are.

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

 It is a cold out there, boy. Seriously cold, that sharp, cutting cold you get when there's moisture in the air. It's currently 29 degrees and got as low as 24 this morning. Worse, it never got higher than 35 plus we got a dusting of snow, which is unusually early for this part of Mississippi.

Monday, November 11, 2019

Sunday, November 10, 2019

Sunday, November 10, 2019

 Dad-blamit, the Saints lost, 26-9. Coming off a bye week but 7-1, rampaging through the season, and they get dominated by a 1-7 team. Worse, it was the damn Falcons. There was some hinky shit going on in with referees, but Atlanta just outplayed them. Sloppy play from the Saints didn't help. And damn Alabama got slapped around like cheap goons by LSU yesterday, to boot. So there's some joy in New Orleans tonight, but not much. No joy in the Thompson house, though.

Saturday, November 9, 2019

Saturday, November 9, 2019

 It's Saturday night. Twenty years ago, I'd be drunk by this time, or high at least, trying to come up with something to write. Now, I'm sitting staring at a computer screen trying to come up with something to write but I'm sober. Yep, it was all downhill from there.

Friday, November 8, 2019

Friday, November 8, 2019

 Well, I've been siting here staring at a screen for the better part of an hour trying to come up with a clever opening. There comes a time when you just have to admit it ain't happening and move on with your existence. For what it's worth, that little bit of wisdom works in oh, so many scenarios.

Thursday, November 7, 2019

Monday, November 4, 2019

Monday, November 4, 2019

 Well, shoot.

 Okay, see, I have fairly severe sleep apnea on top of everything else. It's part of the reason I used to zombie through my old job apart from, you know, complete misery. These days, though, my hours are my own. However, I try to maintain a regularish schedule, if for no other than doing so seems to help keep the Black Clouds away.

Sunday, November 3, 2019

Sunday, November 3, 2019

 Well, the dad-blamed kitten is still on the Hill. Otis has been barking at him all day, and as soon as Otis leaves the yard, the kitten walks right in. That means I've had to pull Otis off him at least once and the day's not done yet.

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Saturday, November 2, 2019

 Back when I still did the Facebook thing, I'd say I felt bad for anyone who wasn't in New Orleans during a beautiful Fall day like today. Well, I don't know if I pity anyone who's not in Mississippi on a today like today, but it was particularly nice. Cool but without the bite we've had the past couple days. It was cold as all get-out this morning but once the sun was fully in the sky, it was a pleasant day all around.

Friday, November 1, 2019

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

 I'm really not in the mood for this today, so let's fill some space and get some exercise. You got a problem with it, request a refund.

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Tuesday, October 29, 2019

 Thing that gets me is people are still shocked at how low they'll go. I know some folks are financially invested in pretending conservatives in general and the Republican party in particular aren't giant goddamn hypocrites who'll drop every proclaimed principle at the drop of a hat for the least little bit of edge. But let's be grown ups here.

Sunday, October 27, 2019

Sunday, October 27, 2019

 Another lazy Sunday has come and gone. The sun kept behind the clouds, rains misted the ground and I stayed in bed and read about Socrates while listening to country blues. Recommended.

Saturday, October 26, 2019

Friday, October 25, 2019

Friday, October 25, 2019

 The rain's moved in and it's been coming down all day. Perfectly suited for extreme napping. However, Tropical Storm Olga has kicked up in the Gulf and is heading our way with more rain this weekend. Fine by me.

Thursday, October 24, 2019

Thursday, October 24, 2019

  I was telling both the Therapist and the Psych Doc that the most difficult part of all this was coming up with the opening paragraph. It's not exactly a lede for a newspaper story or an opening paragraph for an essay, because whatever this is, it isn't either of those. Anyway.

What If We Found A 5th Dimension? | Unveiled

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

 After yesterday's big storms, it has cleared out and gotten pretty cool hereabouts. Beautiful weather, though. I've said it before about New Orleans, but Fall in Northeast Mississippi is when it shines, as well. What Daddy would call "football playing weather".

Monday, October 21, 2019

Monday, October 21, 2019

 The much-promised thunderstorms we were promised have moved and are slowly easing along. We've gotten plenty of rain but nothing like the nasty weather Dallas or even Shelby County saw. Otis is pouting at me because I won't let him go outside.

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Sunday, October 20, 2019

 Sunday morning coming down. First one in a long time without a net, and it's not so bad. Granted, I spent most of the day reading Ambrose Bierce, watching the Saints, and napping, so what do I know.

Saturday, October 19, 2019

Saturday, October 19, 2019

 Not real sure where or what to start with today. It's been a pretty lazy day, Saturday notwithstanding. Even Otis was ready come back in and go to bed by the time I'd brought the newspaper back up the hill.

Friday, October 18, 2019

Friday, October 18, 2019

 Better frame of mind today, despite the grayness of the sky. It's cool and there's a bite in the air. We've got another storm, Nestor, brewing in the Gulf and rain's a-coming. Batten down, y'all.

Thursday, October 17, 2019

Thursday, October 17, 2019

 I pretty much checked out today. Just couldn't deal with the rest of the world. All I've done interesting I talked about yesterday and, right now, I don't care to dig into the News. So... yeah.

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

 Hey, working without a net here. Let's see how it goes.

Grouchy bastard.

My therapist lets me go on my little rants, and at the end she’ll say, “What you hate is stupidity.” And I’ll say, “No. What I hate is cruelty and greed and mendacity. Stupid is most often a frame of mind and due to your own perception.”
 And there’s days like today when a quick waltz through a post-Democratic debate makes me realize that, yep, I do hate stupidity. Everyone’s an expert in politics now when you know they couldn’t be assed to vote or even pay attention before we all got smartphones with Twitter apps.

Tuesday, October 15, 2019

Tuesday, October 15, 2019

 It is Mose Allison weather today. Rainy and grey, but not too hard nor too threatening. Cool but with no bite. Just the right amount of humidity. Melancholy. Maybe light some off to the west. Play Mose Allison's Backwoods Suite and tell me I'm wrong.

"Cosmic Cowboy" - The Blue Dogs

Friday, October 11, 2019

Friday, October 11, 2019

 I should go ahead and get this knocked out, I suppose. Less enthusiasm and more obligation, but I'm the one who made this bed.

How Fast Are You Moving Through The Universe?





We're moving through the cosmos at roughly 2.8 million mph or around 800 mps. Furthermore, there's nothing you can do about it but hold on. Sort of explains everything, doesn't it?

Thursday, October 10, 2019

Someone needs to spread this around.

 His cult won't care, though. This is the president they've been waiting for. They think he's due whatever he wants because rich.

Thursday, October 10, 2019

 The weather's still cool and thunderstorms threaten on the horizon. I'm half tempted to drive down to New Orleans once the rain moves out. Early Fall is the best time to be in New Orleans. The city shines then.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

 I'm just going to try to get some stuff down. The times are still interesting and the days are still in the Heavy Weird stage with no end in sight.

Monday, October 7, 2019

Dear y'all,

 Don't let some Babbit-esque bougie jackass tell you not to be pissed off when someone disappoints you like that. via Dear Y'all

Monday, October 7, 2019

 I've decided to quit using the ampersand. Ticks and quirks are fine, but when the text is copy-and-paste to anything else, it gets screwy. I'm not trying to conserve space, anyway.

Your Mass is NOT From the Higgs Boson

Dark Flow | Space Time

The One-Electron Universe | Space Time

Is Every Electron in the Universe The Same Electron? | Answers With Joe

Why Space Travels Faster Than Light | Unveiled

The 5 Most Mysterious Books Of All Time | Answers With Joe

Friday, October 4, 2019

Friday, October 4, 2019

 The last couple of days have been heavy (for me, anyway) so the Sleep stomped me stupid today. So let's just have a little fun. It's still weird out there, kids, but let's catch our breath.

Saturday, September 28, 2019

Saturday, September 28, 2019

 I want to get this down before I forget it.

 I dreamt I was back in school & had four different thesis papers due... & I had nothing. Dreams don't stick with me so much, but I think the best I had was rough ideas. All around me, people - the usual mix of childhood & adulthood friends & acquaintances, all mixed together & all at the ages I best remember them, natch - were preparing for all the term papers & theses with food for students, places to work & new printer ribbons at the ready, & I was just sort of moseying along in an increasing panic but not really doing anything about it.

 And then I woke up. Now, I'm sure this is just another of my recurring dreams (fears of going back to school & being a bust), & why it chose to manifest itself as term papers is, well, understandable. I used to be really, really good at writing term papers. In fact, I think two of my best overall best pieces of writing were term papers/theses: one on the history & impact of Hank Williams, & one on how sexism shaped the development of American pop music.

 I actually wish I could go back & revisit that last one, because a whole lot has changed - both in the pop music industry & America's relationship with sexism - in the past 20 years. I don't know if either still exist, though. I've long since abandoned cataloging everything I've written. Maybe they're stored somewhere, I don't know.

 Anyhow, there's that dream. I'm just glad it's not another where I have some sort of romantic life partner thing going. Those are a bit depressing.

A COUPLE HOURS LATER


 That's what Momma is currently listening to Alabama whip up on Ole Miss. Her Aunt Marie had one of them, she said, & she always wanted one, so she bought this one from a place in Fulton owned by someone I went to school with, apparently. It was made in 1945, or so the paperwork says. For the longest time she thought it didn't work. It'd power up but you couldn't do anything about getting a signal.

 Her sister & sister's granddaughter were visiting, & the granddaughter didn't know what it was. Seriously. She's smart as a whip but she has a way making me feel old, being completely oblivious & unconcerned with anything that happened before she was born. For her, radio's are in cars & occasionally something that might way less than five pounds. Anyhow, the whole concept of vacuum tubes might as well been coming from Venusians, & she noticed something was just slightly off its track, & thus, made it work.

 Like I said, she's smart as a whip. We have an unusual but warm relationship. I didn't see her so much growing - or much more than normal as far as the family visits go - but she's got the same sort of sensitive quirks & fascinations I have. She has a much sharper brain than me & just about anyone I've known since I was in college. Nothing but love for everyone I've met since college, but it's definitely been a different atmosphere.

 Her mom & I were close as kids, but adulthood has taken us on different pasts. She has the family's allegiance to the Missionary Baptist take & her own part of it's... let's just say it could be much worse & just move along. She's one of the three people in my family that I've told I was an atheist & the only one that was an absolute mistake. Even Momma told her to leave me alone.

 Plus, she doesn't really want me to spread tales from my rough & rowdy days & give her kids ideas. I don't mind & try to follow her wishes. Her youngest is about to leave the nest, her husband is about to retire, & she'll have fulfilled her obligation to the State of Tennessee. So she's got enough problems without one of her kids dropping acid 'cause of me.

 But the daughter & I can slip her mom (my cousin), we always have a good time. She's a big fantasy reader, leaning into the "Urban Fantasy" genre. I couldn't tell you who, all people I've never heard where Harry Potter's just the first taste. So she appreciates my esoteric, random interests.She knows her mom, so it keeps us both out of trouble. She also suffers from depression & anxiety. So we got that in common, too.

 Since moving home, my overall family's been much more understanding of what I'm dealing with & more sensitive to what I'm going through, much more so than they would've 20 years ago. It has been a rough two decades have been rough enough, on me & them. But they've learned & grew, she's benefited from that growth as much as I have.

 Okay, enough of that. I just thought y'all would like that picture. It's got a good sound; I can hear the football game pretty good if I was inclined to do so but I'm not. This has been a weird day. I've been out-of-sorts all day, not irritated so much as melancholy. I've been actually listening a lot of music lately & that's always a sign of the blues. Still haven't played any games nor have I found a story worth reading.

 Nothing heavy, man, I'm just tired & I don't know why. There's really nothing worth attention in the news. Impeachment's still trickling out, Hong Kong is still howling "no", & all the normal weirdness & insanity of Living In The Future is what it inevitably is.

 It's Saturday evening just before the Sun sets. In New Orleans, this is the perfect time of day. Honestly, Northeast Mississippi is not a'tall bad. It's a bit too hot, but not too, too hot. Enjoy the afternoon & pass it to the left.

Friday, September 27, 2019

Friday, September 27, 2019

 Slow day & too damn hot. I'm wired &... irritated, so let's do what we can before supper comes.

Thursday, September 26, 2019

Woody Guthrie~ "All You Fascists Bound To Lose"

Thursday, September 26, 2019

 The last couple of days have been hectic, & honestly, friends & neighbors? I'm tired. So we're just going to Fill Up Space here to keep the chops up & call it a night. I am wired & inspired, so let's go.

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

"The Boss was a certified monster who deserved to be impeached & banished. He was a truthless creature - a foul human monument to corruption & depravity on a scale that dwarfs any other public official in American history."
 - Hunter S. Thompson, Kingdom Of Fear: Loathsome Secrets of a Star-Crossed Child in the Final Days of the American Century.
 Well, well. Well, well, well. What an afternoon. I left the house this afternoon to see the Therapist & while all that was going on, all hell broke loose.

Monday, September 23, 2019

Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys, 1951

Is Quantum Tunneling Faster than Light? | Space Time | PBS Digital Studios

Dark Matter May Have Come Before the Big Bang?! | SciShow News

Monday, September 23, 2019

 I've been on a weird Beatles kick lately. What's weird about it is I never used to like the Beatles. Indeed, when pressed, I was openly contemptuous of the band, preferring the Rolling Stones in that little argument. Nowadays, after the crap that's been their last couple records (and especially Mick Jagger's tedious solo Goddess In The Doorway & the insufferable promo package that came with it) I really can't take the Stones seriously past Charlie Watts & Ronnie Wood.

The Coasters "Charlie Brown"

Sunday, September 22, 2019

Sunday, September 22, 2019

 As the weekend draws to a close, I must say that's been a fairly pleasant one. The weather's been very comfortable, no major family issues popped up, & the president managed to get through the weekend neither saying nor doing some rock stupid.

Saturday, September 21, 2019

Saturday, September 21, 2019

 Third day of the Sleep whipping me pretty bad. I can live with it, though, as I got nothing better to do.

Friday, September 20, 2019

Friday, September 20, 2019

  The arrogance of people online just blows my mind. You have a podcast, a vlog, or a YouTube channel.  So does everyone else. Seriously, it's ridiculous how much clout folks think these things - which is available to everyone who has internet access - will give them. Especially on Twitter, which is available to everyone with a smart phone & time to kill. We forget that everyone having a megaphone means you're probably not adding anything to the cacophony.

Well, it has been a couple weeks.

Thursday, September 19, 2019

Stonewall Jackson - "Help Stamp Out Loneliness"





Stonewall Jackson - “Help Stamp Out Loneliness”
 Jackson wound up suing the Opry for around $20 million in lost wages & damages in 2006, saying that officials told him he was “too old & too country”. The suit was settled out of court, & he’s still a member though I don’t think he preforms anymore.

Stonewall Jackson - "A Wound Time Can't Erase"





 Interesting tidbit: Stonewall Jackson - & that was his name, not a nickname - was the first singer signed to the Grand Ole Opry before he got a recording contract.

Robert Duvall-It Hurts To Face Reality





"It Hurts To Face Reality”
 This is from the 1983 film Tender Mercies, one of if not the best movies about country music. It knocks Nashville’s dick in the dirt, anyway. While it would’ve been nice to hear the song performed by its composer Lefty Frizzell - or even Merle Haggard - Robert Duvall does an excellent job as the blasted out honky-tonk survivor Mac Sledge.

Thursday, September 19, 2019

 You know, getting these things started may be the most head-cracking thing about this. Particularly when you're life is as dull as mine & that's consider a positive. In any event, let's jump into it.

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Navy Confirms UFO Videos Posted by Blink 182 Rocker Are Real and Should Not Have Been Released

 Nope. Don't believe anyone had this in the pool.

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

 Well, I might as well get this started. I am wired but unfortunately not inspired. More like indebted. Uninterested. Like driving to work. I'm choosing to see this as a positive but hang tight, buckaroos, it could get goofy.

What really is the Great Attractor?





 It never ceases to completely blow my mind when I try to wrap it around on how just enormous it is & how we're just a tiny little speck. And that's just what we can observe, there might be whole other cosmos out there forever beyond our ability to see them. Good way to start the morning.

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

 Not really sure where to start today. It's still hotter than blazes outside & the world keeps turning. So let's go. I will say I'm going to be mocking people who think "it's just jokes" is a reasonable defense for anything, so if that upsets you, you might want to move along.

Hank Williams - "Mind Your Own Business"





One of my proudest moments as a scholar was talking a teacher into letting me write a term paper on Hank Williams. I still think it's one of the best things I ever wrote.

"Move it on Over" - Hank Williams





 This was Hank's first real big hit, reaching #4 in 1947. It's also the cover that turned me into a Hank Jr. fan.

Hank Williams - "Rockin' Chair Money"





This is another one that was fattened up & released after his death. However, since the original was a better quality recording, it doesn’t sound quite so weird.

Hank Williams - "Low Down Blues"





 This was later released in 1952 with extra musical accompaniment added to it, but it sounds awful weird.

Hank Williams - “I Don’t Care (If Tomorrow Never Comes)”

Hank Williams - Honky Tonk Blues





 Remember what I was saying yesterday about steel guitars? Well, this but even more so.

Hank Williams Sr... I Saw The Light - 1948





 Maybe Hank Williams died for our sins. You ever think of that?

Hank Williams - "My Sweet Love Ain't Around"





 It's Hank Williams' 96th birthday. This may be my favorite song of his that isn't "I Saw The Light".

Monday, September 16, 2019

Monday, September 16, 2019

 You know, I would be listening to the Monday Night Football game if the greedheads who run ESPN were just satisfied with chunking ads at me every 10 minutes. Instead, in honor of steel guitar great Ralph Mooney (who would've been 63 today), I'm listening to Waylon Live, which is an excellent album to listen to for whatever reason.

Sunday, September 15, 2019

Sunday, September 15, 2019

 I signed out yesterday with the argument that it was a slow news day, relatively speaking. No Friday dump, & I figured we'd coast into Monday with little more than new hurricane news (dick move, y'all).

 Whew buddy, was I wrong about that.

Alice: Season 5 - Clip "Jerry Reed Guests"







 I’m sorry. I just know what it’s like to find someone else who’s country - no matter if it’s not your perception of “country” but it’s country nevertheless - in a place with no country folks. Like a light in the darkness.

The Mavericks - "Dance The Night Away"

The Mavericks featuring Flaco Jimenez - "All You Ever Do Is Bring Me Down"

The Mavericks - "Dance The Night Away" (Official Video)

Ted Hawkins - "Sorry You're Sick"





 This is my brother's favorite song from this guy.