The Last Wave

As the cold civil war rages on in Washington, the war for survival makes an utter mockery of our pathetic delusions that we could ever even dream of becoming the masters of this domain. 

We're simply reaping the benefits of a vanishingly-brief armistice in the war Stepmother Nature has been waging since before Time began.

"Extreme Witchcraft"

Dolphins again...

OK, so I'm really trying to get this monster of a tome I've been writing for the past three years put to bed. Meanwhile, let's take a quick glance at what's going on in the alleged "outside world" (sic).

Sunspots on My Shoulders

Obelisk much?

Well, the mysterious closing of the Sunspot Observatory in New Mexico has been followed by an equally mysterious reopening. It's not every day a Federal installation is evacuated under military orders and left deserted for several days. 

But this is 2018 and the rulebooks for normal have been delisted, shadowbanned and deleted.

Apocalypse Like Sugar: Links Like Sugar

 NOTE: Since so much is happening so quickly I decided to post some germane links pertaining to the most recent post. 

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Apocalypse Like Sugar

Hey, are you busy? Can I borrow you for a few minutes?

Yeah, I got a few little syncs you might find interesting. Y'know, just for grins and giggles. Go on, take a click. It'll be a hoot and a holler, I guarantee.

Don't be shy, now...  

Keep Rollin', Rollin', Rollin' (Down the River Styx)

Well, that Old Devil Time strikes again and takes another giant away off the boards. Burt Reynolds had what you might call a checkered career but when I was a kid he was nothing less than what nearly every red-blooded American male aspired to become. 

Burt Reynolds was the alpha-male's alpha male. He was a boss's boss.