Yes, I’m an American. No, I didn’t vote in 2016. Or 2012. Or 2008. I honestly don’t remember about 2004, the year both major candidates were related, and belonged the small and secretive Skull and Bones cult at Yale. That might be when I decided to call it quits. Also, there was the “convenient” discrediting of paper ballets in the 2000 election, which allowed easily-rigged electronic voting machines to take over. After 9-11 (which my wife called as an inside job before the second WTC…Continue Reading “The real election question”
A new towel critter appear nightly on the bed with chocolates. If that’s not specific enough, open an elevator door.
Still there after five days, Prescott Valley, Arizona. In a relatively poor neighborhood. A small child’s bike, apparently fully functional, left by the trash container. A large-screen CRT TV, with remote, apparently fully functional, left out for anyone who wants it.
Prescott, Arizona. Flags. Big flags. One house. Five trucks. One light inside; no other evidence of human activity.
Umm, could have been 1987 as well….