Author: Vic Socotra

For the Children

(Legendary Child Star Jackie Coogan, eking out a living in his last great role as creepie Uncle Fester in The Addams Family.) I have been up at Refuge Farm this morning since way early. I discovered it is raining, to my vast surprise, since I had heard the weekend was going to be nice. Accordingly, […]

You Can’t Always Get (What You Want)

  (District Boundary Stone NE7, near the site of the disastrous Battle of Bladensburg, which set the stage for the burning of Washington by the British in 1814). It is funny how things come around. I feel several circles closing this morning. One has a certain claustrophobic aspect, and another a historical one. Both hark […]

The Longest Day

(The great Ice Sheets of the last and unlamented Ice Age, from which we are still emerging. Check it out. Image courtesy of Treehugger.com) Well, summer arrived early this morning and I am wearing a sweater in normally torrid Arlington. It was a strange and elongated Spring- I hope it does not mean another Ice […]

Ratified

There is so much going on that I can barely whack myself into bewilderment with the National and International Issues at hand. I am tempted to join the Syrian Resistance, though since they are Sunni fanatics that might not work out so well. Considering the Shia alternative it might not be a particularly good career […]

Bemused

I am at the farm and bemused. I was going through office stuff before attempting the drive back to the Emerald City. I toggled over to check my private mail as a diversion, and was stopped in my digital tracks. A pal had sent a picture from long ago and far away and wondered at […]

Total Information

The Black Forest Fire is now 75% contained, they say, with slightly over 500 homes destroyed. If one of those were mine, the “slightly over” rounding error would piss me off, just as are some of the property owners who have been prohibited from re-entering the area to see what they have lost. There are […]

Home Again, Home Again

(Map of the Black Forest conflagration in which nearly 500 homes were destroyed. Photo Modis on earth image by Google). I wish I could say it is good to be home, but it is not home, not precisely. The unit had all the lights on, a profligate waste of energy strongly encouraged by my amiable […]

The Works of Man

Wednesday was a good day for a funeral. It was partly cloudy overall but mostly sunny at Fort Logan National Cemetery where the family gathered to say good-bye to Bill. It was a good turnout, and the honor guard of Veterans, most of them older folks, men and women, was provided from the ranks of […]

Too Powerful to Ignore

At a La Quinta somewhere in the sprawl of Denver. I know for a fact that I am near the Ft. Logan National Cemetery- the GPS in the rented Cadillac told me that as it directed my through the afternoon snarl of traffic around the downtown, though I could not tell you with any precision […]

The New Normal

I am halfway somewhere else this morning. There is a fire near Denver that concerns me, that and the possible deracho front similar to the one that hammered us last summer that is headed this way. I hope to be above it all by mid-day, though. There is a family funeral- my cousin Bill- that […]