Author: Vic Socotra

Old Acquaintance

(Pacific Ocean Shoulder Patch) It is almost like yesterday, with old times new once more. I don’t mean literally, since yesterday was thoroughly mundane, and filled only with the regret that the buzz-saw of business will start again on Monday.   It is about older times, and they are not forgotten. The ships met in […]

First Day

There it is. I have written those numbers for the first time as fact, not fiction, and it is new and falls off the fingers with a slight hesitation. It has been in the box under the tree for so long that we feel a little guilty to put it on, stretching it over our […]

The Bluesmobile

(4.6 Liter V8 P-71 Package)   I don’t know about you- I am going green and all that, even though I don’t think we have a choice in the matter. It is going to mean saying good-bye to a lot of things, just as we are going to say farewell to the poor battered old […]

Ripples

(Chinese Helicopter comes aboard DDG-169 Wuhan, Indian Ocean- China Daily news, photo by Xinhuanet)   We have got this poor bedraggled year by the short hairs, we do. One more day for tax purposes, three weeks to the Big Change, and end of the Long Goodbye to Mr. Bush.   There are stirrings out there in […]

Monuments

(The Makeshift Memorial)   It has been more than seven years since United Airlines Flight 93 went into the ground on the south-central plateau of Pennsylvania. There is no formal monument at the petered-out strip mine where it crashed. It is lot closer to one of those home-made highway memorials. The reclaimed soil is covered […]

Old Times Not Forgotten

(Champs)    The compilation of memorable things that happened this year will be proliferating as internet lists as we get to the moment that the Ball drops in Times Square. Accordingly, I will leave that to the professionals. I don’t know how to account for the airstrikes yesterday in Gaza, and where that stacks with […]

Stop Being Stupid

27 December 2008   Stop Being Stupid (PowerPoint slide on Stupidity)  The Caroling appears to have stopped. I listened closely to the radio this morning and did not hear a Fantasia on Greensleeves once. It may be safe to poke my head up again, now that the mass intoxication has passed. We have entered into […]

Technical Drive

26 December 2008   Technical Drive (Flurries from the Lincoln window) It was an interesting technical drive on a Christmas Day. I had accomplished what I needed to do, and had a wonderful Eve with the parents, opening gifts and feeling some holiday cheer.   This had been an un-programmed visit to the Northland, and […]

Ice Age

I always sleep like the tomb up here. It is quiet, for one, and maybe it is the energy expended in getting here. I flew to Detroit from Reagan National, and the land below the wings quickly turned white with new fallen snow. It was colder than hell at Detroit Metro, and the snow was […]

The Shortest Day

21 December 2008   The Shortest Day   (The observatory at Stonehenge)   Winter blew across Big Pink just after seven this morning. I felt a brief shiver as it went by, and sleet came with it, rattling on the parking lot below.   There is plenty to talk about this morning, but the President […]