The fog is in thick this morning, forty degrees as the morning tries to come on. Standing on the deck in back of the house, the sky is connected to the gray water in wisps of cloud, the highlands across the bay concealed. It was a good day, yesterday after an unpromising start. Raven was […]

For there’s a change in the weather There’s a change in the sea So, from now on, There’ll be a change in me. My walk will be diff’rent My talk and my name Nothin’ about me Is goin’ to be the same, I’m goin’ to change my way of livin’ And if that ain’t enough, […]

It is not as savage a day out on the Bay as it was yesterday, but the gun-metal gray waves are still thrusting east toward the pale brown sand of the beach at the State Park and the low gray cotton-wool clouds are nestling in the chill. I got up fairly early after some vivid […]

I had a report to knock out for the office, and I need to get started on chores at the house. So I was running a little late in getting to Potemkin Village for the lunch shift. I went straight to the Challenged Dining Room, where I am becoming a regular feature. Raven and Bib […]

Well, no long journey is complete until you have the hull lashed firmly to the dock in home-port, and this voyage has a ways to go. But Big Mama has joined Raven in a special place now. She is still with us, still engaged, but living in an alternate reality. I finally got it yesterday. […]

So, in the end, it was no big deal, though of course it is not the end, strictly speaking, just another buoy on the long voyage. I hit the door to the lobby at Potemkin Village at ten sharp. I saw two women- one young and the other a bit older than me- though that […]

Two days without The Daily. Many of you must be relieved. I am engaged in the adventure of Finding Raven’s Roost, prompted by his coming eviction from the Potemkin Village Assisted Living Facility. As Big Mama has declined, he has regained some of his strength, and has been leaving the apartment to “go to meetings,” […]

I was on the way to Willow yesterday afternoon to spend some quality time and avoid packing for what I now have to do this morning. I stepped out of The Madison, where I talked briefly to my pal Mac and dropped off a book I borrowed from him. When I emerged, I could hear […]

“The task of an activist is not to navigate systems of oppressive power with as much personal integrity as possible; it is to dismantle those systems.” -Lierre Keith It has been grand fun watching the kids in New York, occupying Wall Street and avoiding showers while castigating the oppressive patriarchal capitalist system. It evokes the […]

I was going to talk to you about a couple other things this morning, but then the news of Frank’s death spread, and I had to draft an obit, and I put aside an analysis of the origins of the Occupy Wall Street movement. It is all quite curious, and worth some discussion about the […]