I have to drive west to attend a Rambler car show in the Hoosier State- a strange thing, but I will explain tomorrow. I am going to wave to Detroit as I go by. It will be another hot day, and I am taking the last of a dozen eggs to fry on the hood of […]

(Natashas’s first pickles of the season, from garden to Ball Jar in less than an hour). This unemployed thing is way too busy for me. I got a fabulous swim in the sparkling blue Big Pink pool in the afternoon. It was a sunny day in the soggy mid-90s. I got in a run to […]

  (People of a certain age who have- or had- internet accounts at AOL.) If you have even a passing interest in the ongoing circus that is America these days, you probably have heard of the massive cyber assault by the Chinese on just about every aspect of our pubic life. It is much cheaper […]

I feel a little divorced from reality this morning- suspended in air, if you will. I could chalk it up to aphelion, the longest point out there of the elliptical orbit of the earth around the sun. It is one of those paradoxical facts that it is going to be the hottest week of the […]

An alert pal commented yesterday on the topic of numbers. They are all wrong, as you are probably aware. Well, they are saying this is going to be the hottest week of the year, and I do have a relative confidence in the sweat factor of Northern Virginia. But specifically, Mr. Bernanke at the Federal […]

I have been wasting my time on a piece I am not going to do anything with, since the Big Pink 2013 Pool Party was last night, and we were drinking tequila and making merry. I came up from the farm to attend- I am the pool deck mayor emeritus, after all, and this is […]

The Weber Genesis Grill is up and running at Refuge Farm, a triumph of proven American technology. Like the Zippo lighter and the Harely-Davidson motorcycle, it is a design for the ages. It is the last capital improvement for Refuge Farm. The old grill, heaved over the railing, was one of those Charmglow pieces of […]

t was late afternoon. I was puzzling through life as an unemployed person. I swam for an hour and felt good. Is this what life could be like? I was uncertain about that and both giddy and apprehensive. Jon-without-an-H texted me while I was working on a pro-bono project that had me quite animated. “You […]

  Boats and I were shooting the shit about old times and old tales, and the nature of narrative, as I told you. We had about exhausted the topics de jour, though I confess I have never seen things going on the way they are, and I have been to the County Fair. Boats has […]

I was gratified that some alert readers inquired as to my health, due to the absence of the Daily Blather the last couple days. I have to confess that all the crazy stuff going on has driven young Mr. Socotra underground, and provoked a serious off-line discussion with other tellers-of-tales. It is a challenge. Life […]