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These Strange Feelings

Many years ago, a second cousin and his wife immigrated from Portugal to Brazil (I think. I was six years old when the following bit happened, so I don’t remember precisely) not permanently but till they could earn the money to dig themselves out of a hole, and get money to buy a house and start a business.

It took them longer than anticipated, but twenty years later they headed back to Portugal with enough money to pursue their dream.

Apparently he had been homesick the entire 20 year...

Brace, Brace, Brace

*First, yes, yes, I’m going to get back on a reasonable schedule for the blog soonest. Sorry. the pneumonia seems to be past, but it left my asthma ridiculously spun up, which means … still slow. It will improve. And I’ll do some writing on Rhodes in the free giveaway stuff today too. ALMOST functional again. Turns out shock of any kind can worsen autoimmune. even good shock. Who knew?- SAH*

Okay, so at this point you’re looking at the title and the picture and wondering if I had this sc...

The Road Ahead

First, at whatever time you drag in: Yes, I’ll be finishing Rhodes to Hell (I HOPE TODAY). Yes, I’m up because Indy needed food and every time I ignored him, he’d run downstairs and I got tired of trying to figure out what the crashes and drags were. I’ll tell you sometime. Not disastrous, some of it very funny. When he brought me the bag of treats he’d been trying to open (it was bitten all over and covered in cat spit) I finally got up. However, I also had phone calls with friends that de...

It Turned Out I couldn’t write

Because some people, including my husband, kept giving me election updates.

So, I’m going to bed now. The post tomorrow will be late.

But there will be a post, because it’s important. There is still a plate of awful in front of us right now. There will be an economic crash. Now we just have hope of crawling back out and reaching for the stars.

And we will.

The speech from Independence Day is in my mind tonight:
We will not go down into that night, we will not surrender without a fight...

We Can’t Plot It

Or I can’t plot it. The election, I mean. I’m terrified because it’s going to hurt very badly.

Yesterday a friend of mine told me, in absolute seriousness that I keep telling G-d he needs a Writer’s Group. (Yes, that means I’m going to end up you know where, but that’s not the point right now.) Anyway, he thinks that’s why G-d took Terry Pratchett early, so he helps Him with turning the corner on this installment of America! the serial.

He says you can tell because two days before the ...

Mene, Mene, Tekel, UPharsin by Padre

Mene, Mene, Tekel, and UPharsin by Padre

It was the night of 12 October, 539 B.C. The city of Babylon was on edge. The Persian army under Cyrus the Great was camped outside the walls. The Babylonian army had been defeated by the Persians in recent days, the outlying provinces were revolting against the rule of King Nabonidus and his son Belshazzar, and there was discontent against their rule even in the capital city. That evening, Belshazzar, the son of the king and defacto ruler of the e...

On Voting

Ladies, Gentlemen and reticulated giraffes: Tomorrow is the last day to vote in the US for the 2024 election.

At least it’s the last way to vote legally. If you’re one of those manufacturing votes by the boat load and driving boxes of shadily sourced ballots around, you’re reading the wrong blog. No one on the right does that, because we’d get whapped by the highly partisan media.

If you’re a foreigner and you came here to beg us not to “set the clock back 8 years” you should be aware ...

An Update On The Health Thing

This is a brief post, because I don’t want you guys to worry. Real post in an hour or so.

I THINK I’m better. Think? Well, there is a lot less coughing. That can be good or bad, honestly, but the main reason I think I’m better is that I’m thinking of all sorts of inadvisable stuff to do and have trouble keeping myself to a sedate pace of recovery.

Because I want to clean and reorganize closets and cabinets, fix the laundry area, and oh yeah, write a couple of books!

This is usually...

Where Everybody Knows Your Memes

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War and Cough

There will be memes in a few meme… moments, but– Not because I think I owe you a report, but because I know you guys worry, I thought I’d report on my doctor’s visit in a post, not just comments.

Turns out it’s pneumonia, a bit of bronchitis, and a double ear infection. Which sort of explains why I haven’t been able to work other than blog posts here, not even fun blog posts in the substacks or patreon. Explains but doesn’t excuse of course. Yes, I’m still feeling guilty about long silen...