Demon in My Lava Lamp
I recently acquired the mystical Ouija and the magical Lava Lamp. So far, the oracle hasn't compelled the planchette to move much, but then again, with just one person, what do I expect? I asks the oracle its name, and it spelled T-R-U-S-T (I thought it was going to spell T-R-U-M-P and started laughing, so who knows what its name is?). The lamp, on the other hand, appears to be possessed. So much so that I suspect the demon that was to inhabit my Ouija is instead inhabiting m
There's a light.
The nation has shifted, and the seismic politics were felt even in Lopstick. And amazingly, nary a breach nor bomb blast nor battalion in sight. Not in America, anyway. The park is festive for mid-winter. The frozen grass is greener, and the tall trees even taller. Even the trailers seem to stand a bit prouder. Even the ones with MAGA flags. And... there's a light and the end of this ridiculous, racist Rona tunnel. But from where?
Another stock-up.
Everybody knows something more is going down in America this month. Perhaps an actual coup. Possibly an insurrection. Stranger things have happened (see 2020). And check out this. I don't have a political mind -- political maneuverings fly way over my head -- but some kind of scammy flim-flam is going on. And so a friendly neighbor again has offered to help me stock up on essentials with his truck. I suggest you do the same, wherever you are. Always nice to have a full cupboa
Safe inside my snuggery.
On schedule, the siege has started in Washington, D.C. Armed election protestors have stormed the Capitol. Watching the live stream, I hear them talk about the Bible and Jesus. The apex of electoral anger is 600 miles away from Lopstick, so I'm well-insulated. But the inauguration isn't for another two weeks, so I wonder how long they'll keep this up. Are they expecting to overthrow the election? The USA version of democracy? Whatever the case, I'm safe inside my snuggery unt
