Hammer Mill Days

Oh, Jesus ... turn that thing up, Mitch. I'm just starting to get the feeling back into my fingers. No, I don't want to burn them off, but geez ... there has to be a happy medium in there somewhere. Well, hello, friends of Big Green. Time for another dispatch from our Ned Trek Live Springtime Extravaganza Tour 2019 , an interstellar romp across the indie club circuit from Neptune to ... well ... Epsilon Indie. Except we may not make it quite that far, given the limitations of our transport. Mitch Macaphee's used saucer lot vehicle has very little living space and can't carry a lot of fuel, so we're doing short hops across the void of interstellar space, hoping to bring some down-home joy to the lonely denizens of the forgotten worlds scattered across our modest galactic neighborhood. We take turns watching the planets pass by through the one viewport our ship affords. This is plain clothes, my friends ... nothing but the best. Our gig on Barnard's Star b (th

I've been reading the Washington Post edition of the Mueller Report, basically the same as all of the other versions, and I have to say that it is both an interesting and a sickening document. Much as it has been discussed on cable news, you never get the full story without reading it yourself, and there's a lot in there that never makes it to your television. I'm taking it slow, splitting time with another book that I can't put down ( Visions of Freedom by Piero Gleijeses), but my biggest take away is, well, just what a grifter Donald Trump is, and the same goes for the people he surrounds himself with. I haven't written about this scandal very much on this blog, as not to superfluously comment on material that is being handled much more competently elsewhere, but I basically fall into the non Russia-obsessed segment. Sure, there's a lot in the report about Russian hacking and influence campaigns, but that is something states do in their efforts to advance