Archive For January 11, 2018
Putting irony aside, when I hear Mr. Trump whine because people said in public what “everybody” was saying in private and much of it frankly fairly obvious even from afar for most of us, I still become physically ill. First the lies, then the censorship. How it works. BoolaBoola BoolaBoola. This from March 15, 1989….
She was the kind of woman you write a rock and roll song about. December 1990. – JDW HOLIDAY CALL BRIGHTENS A WEARY SPIRIT It’s something I’ve done too many holiday seasons. Circle aimlessly about my apartment, thousands of miles away from my family, wondering – do I decorate for Christmas? To tree or…