Miles said I could run another one of what he considers “Deirdre’s stuff” this afternoon since nothing major has exploded since breakfast. He wants to maintain the pleasant fiction that life these days has a semblance to what we once knew. But that is how dramatic change works, right? For example, we have agreed to […]

We have a token Detroiter on the Creative Staff. That would be Vic, who has a unique perspective on things Canadian. He grew up barely two miles from the border, where the old Ambassador Bridge carried nearly one-third of all trade between the United States and Canada. He crossed it regularly, heading west through Ontario […]

It was a quiet Sunday on the Fourth Floor at Socotra HQ in Tysons Corner, Virginia. Miles was back from a round of consulting over in Arlington, while Pastor Frank stopped by on his way to the ten o’clock service at the AME & C Chapel, where he performs his Sabbath duties. Deirdre was finally […]

(Gas in the Air. That bird is full.) Good morning! Miles here, back from thirteen straight days over in Arlington pretending to know something about wars. The President has announced another pause before what everyone is already calling the Really Big Strike, so I decided to reclaim Sunday morning and wander back over to the […]

“A proper roast for people who’ve earned one.” “All right,” Deirdre announced as she lifted her canvas tote from the Galley counter. “It’s Saturday. Normally that means a quieter watch around here. Unfortunately, the renewed war has decided not to take the weekend off. Miles is following the finance people, the President says there may […]

HI! this is Splash and I wish I knew her name It is in archives in which I have no interest in pursuing. I do wish I knew her name to at least wave before we approach the next rapids. She was the young woman chosen to represent one of Bill Reddig’s futuristic concept kitchens […]