It has very recently been brought to my attention that my blog sucks. Well, not so much in those words, but a very dear friend said to me, “I follow your blog, but when you told me you had one, I was expecting it to be tales of your drunken shenanigans as a world-traveling scoundrel… but it’s always this weird spiritual stuff with a heavy-handed political bent. Frankly, there’s too much of that in the world. Bring on the drunk tales!” So for him…
I’m sure you’re sick of this topic, too, but I am gonna prattle on anyway. As someone who has lived in (as in ‘been in the system of,’ not just visited) two other countries besides the United States, I wanted to share some stories about my experiences in health care.
This is what this blog is for. I recall, when I started it, I promised I would explain the ever-puzzling ‘Meaning o’ Life.’ And I did that at some point, way back when… you’ll just have to dig around in the back stacks for it. For now, here is some more Truth (as defined by me, so… yeah, take that with a grain of salt or a shot of whiskey).
A brief pitch for my dark Star Wars Story prequel: “Skywalker Ranch.” The story of Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru, and how they burned two migrant farmhands to a crisp to fake their own deaths.
I have nothing more to say. Therefore, I am just posting some doodles I’ve made this week. Exciting times, no?
Is human civilization on its last legs? According to a recent report, it could all be over as of 2050. So what next?
I would just like to take this moment to apologize to my readers (all 42 of you. You give me yet another reason to love Douglas Adams’s favorite number). I apologize for being so fly-off-the-handle political on this blog, and will strive to do better. I think I have come to a resolution for my outrage. Read on to learn about my resolution.