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Category Archives: rambling
night stuff
Due to 23 years with current employer with much of it involving driving between 2 and 6 AM, I often wake up at 2 AM even when off work.
It’s a curse but also a beautiful time of the day.
I’ve met a lot of people I’ve liked within those hours with the nighttime hotel departures, coffee stops, fuel, pissing, etc.
I’m ready to stop, though, but OK for a few more years, maybe, depending on mind and body.
I watch the world in the darkness. Vampiristic awe with decent overtime.
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IMLD
To observe, I meditate on it for a few each year. Coming up on Wednesday, 20 Feb. 2024.
International Mother Language Day 🌐 🗣️
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Mother_Language_Day
hash, coffee, and tobacco
Fictional story.
We were at a cliffside bar in Tangier overlooking the sea. He offered me some hash to smoke, saying, “go ahead, nobody here cares.”
I didn’t feel like getting fucked up during the day, so I declined and lit a Turkish “camel dung” tobacco cigarette instead while sipping a sweet Turkish coffee.
A serene moment with a friend who has since reappeared.
halloween is up
remembering the atomic bomb drops while a student in mexico
1985 at my school in Guadalajara, Mexico.
A friend and me posing in front of a poster we made to remember those atomic bombs.
I don’t remember her name now. She asked me if I’d help her do something to remember the atomic bomb drops on Japan. I though it sounded like a fine idea. The tracing on the paper is of me. I laid down, she drew it.
She originally thought of chalking up the sidewalks in front of the school, but since we were not Mexican citizens, we thought it better to do the poster and not deface anything.
I thought the poster was quite polite. No criticism, no blaming, just “remember this.”
Little did I realize that all MF hell was to break loose. BIG complaints from the students from California, mostly. It was the Reagan years. They ran right to the school director and demanded blood.
The director called us into the office individually to tell us we were to be suspended. After that got around, several of the Mexican teachers went to the director to stand up for us. The director stood down, so we were able to stay.
This pic was taken by one of the Mexican teachers shorty after our chewing out by the director. I was clowning to try to mitigate the stress. The poster stayed up for several days.
Many American students remained abusive to us for the rest of the term. The Mexican teachers treated us very well. Some of them even suggested further action. I loved them.
I learned a shitload that semester and my love for Mexico was growing fast.
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Image:
The two of us posing with life-size poster of a human form traced on paper with the words:
A shadow was all that was left of nearly 200,000 people who were killed instantly when the atomic bombs were dropped on Japan 40 years ago.
Remember history so as not to repeat it.
Hiroshima Nagasaki August 6th and 9th 40 years ago.

no symphony that time
I recently posted on a different network that my spouse and I went to a performance of the Greensboro Symphony Orchestra.
The first comment was, “What symphony did they play?”
I thought it would be fun to be a little smart assy and reply, “The Symphony Orchestra did not play a symphony. It’s not required.” lol
The orchestra played a selection of avant-garde pieces and jazz with guest musicians.
I would never smart ass someone like that. If someone is kind enough to drop by, I keep my mental high jinks to myself. It was fun to think about.
I replied with a link to an article about the performance.
kirkwood 4th of july parade 2023
My spouse and I went to the annual Kirkwood 4th of July Parade. It’s a small neighborhood parade going on since 1949. 🇺🇸🎆
Nobody noticed that I had a Soviet t-shirt on. 🤣
Shirt: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Motherland_Calls





one reason i learned spanish, funny not funny
I don’t claim fluency, I never will, but I can get around in the language. It has helped me stay employed for decades and has enriched my life.
Anyway, 1980, age 21, my family was in self-destruct mode. Very unpleasant.
My father said to me one day, “Why don’t you get out of the house for awhile.” It really was time.
I went back to him later with the info and said, “write a check for this school in Mexico, and I can be gone for a long time.”
He did, and off I went.
I would come back and live in the house briefly after the return but didn’t stay long.
It started a lifetime of trips to Mexico, Cuba, Spain, and others, as I could afford them. After the first check for the school in Mexico, my father wouldn’t pay no more. lol
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popcorn popper incident
Things to do on a day off after mowing the yard then finding it underwater an hour later due to rain.
This is the full-size popcorn popper I saw at Target. I thought I had found it for $10 less at Amazon without realizing that it was for a miniature version that wouldn’t make enough popcorn for a baby. 👶
The Saturday-night movie on TV requires a large quantity plus a chugger-size soda (now flavored soda water to balance the popcorn gorging). 🍿🥤🎥
Shopping online, the pics looked the same for the normal one at Target and the itty-bitty Amazon mini. Color was the same and everything. Details were buried in the micro text, plus one had capacity listed in quarts, the other in cups. Pfft.
Amazon returned. Target picked up. Ya try to save a little money and time, wahhh!
All is now well for this coming weekend.



