When Words Fail

When words fail, memories have to suffice. A long time ago my wife and I were car camping our way down the Pacific Coast Highway.  We’d setup our camp at the mouth of the Carmel River just north of Big Sur and were preparing dinner when a guy pops into our camp holding a couple bottles of wine.  “If you’ve got a corkscrew, I’ve got some wine…”

Well we did have a corkscrew and Steve didn’t look like a serial killer so we ended up inviting him to share our dinner.  Good wine, food, a river and a campfire make for good conversation… long story short and to get to the point, Steve was a big ol’ Jew! Continue reading

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Whistling Past The Graveyard

Just a few sunny months ago the United States was embroiled in the great Yanny vs Laurel controversy.  I remember listening to the clips and I distinctly heard “Yanny” except for those times when I heard “Laurel”. The thought came to mind that I really couldn’t trust my own ears. The next thought that came to mind was…Back in the ‘70s we had a saying “Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not fucking with you” and two weeks before the midterm elections, with mail bombs being intercepted at multiple prominent #resistance addresses it’s obvious somebody is fucking with us. Bigtime. The question everybody is asking is – who?   Continue reading