(George Washington Plunkitt, D-15 NY. “He seen his opportunities, and he took ‘em. Photo Wikipedia.) I think things are OK with Raven, and thanks for asking. I got no further calls from the staff at Potemkin Village, anyway, and Sunday passed like the rainclouds and occasional thunder cells that rolled over the capital. In between […]

(The little diner on the corner in Culpeper. Photo Loretta Prencipe.) I was having breakfast for a late lunch at The Frost Diner in downtown Culpeper. It was a gray day, misting a bit, though not enough to run the wipers on the Hubrismobile on the way down Rt 29. I had met with the […]

The Pool at Big Pink is going to open in precisely two weeks, and it is time to get serious. Actually, Mary Margaret got me serious while I was still in the Little Village by the Bay, texting me that the cover was off the pool and the porter staff was power-washing the deck. Jiggs […]

(Passengers, top right, subdue a man identified as Rageh Almurisi (not seen, since he is getting his ass kicked by the traveling public) on board an American Airlines flight headed to San Francisco on Sunday, in a photo shot by another passenger. Photo Andrew Wai via AP.) There are thousands of people aloft this morning, […]

(688 Chester Street, Grabbingham, Michigan. Photo Socotra.) Thanks for suffering through the whole Detroit thing with me. I was riding on a bus yesterday, not knowing precisely what indignity I was going to suffer at the hands of the national air transportation system, but knowing, as you do, that something awful was in store under […]

Gentle Readers, It is time to leave the Wolverine State behind for now. Raven and Magpie will get by for the next few days, I am confident, and my intrepid sister Anook of the North will arrive shortly to minister to their needs and give Magpie a break from the constant wear of her partner […]

  (Raven in his shotgun seat in the rental SUV. Photo Socotra.) This was an interesting trip Up North, if you care for things that are “Interesting.” I don’t. Some things got done, and for the first time in a long while I did not spend a day knocking my head against a wall screwing […]

(Terra Haute, September 1944. Photo credits below.) The trains came together and crashed with a sound. That people could hear for miles around. The fog was so heavy, the engineer could not see. Nor would he ever know what the outcome would be. Two cars held airmen who’d flown missions over Italy. Some were killed, […]

(Magpie and Dee at Potemkin Village. They have eight children between them, and happy Mother’s Day! Photo Socotra.) It is Mother’s Day, and I got up earlier than the northern Michigan dawn to get m crap out of the way before dealing with that of the folks. I have to do the brunch at the […]

There was a nice Easter wooden thing at the door to the apartment in Potemkin Village Assisted Living when I arrived, and after knocking on the door, I saw the Mother’s Day flowers from the kids looked great. Magpie was delighted to see me: “We were so worried,” she exclaimed brightly. There was a flicker […]