Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I was driving north on 101 when I noticed that the approach to Golden Gate Bridge was blanketed by heavy fog. Now, driving across GG is an exercise in precision in good weather; I wasn’t interested in trying it out in the fog. I pulled into Crissy field to watch […]
Category: Burningbird
Finding Truth
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. According to Dictionary.com, triangulation is: The location of an unknown point, as in navigation, by the formation of a triangle having the unknown point and two known points as the vertices. When I studied history in college I had a college professor tell me that the only way to discover […]
Nightmare
For the first time since I can remember, I had the most horrible nightmare last night. The kind that you have to fight to wake from, and when you do your heart is beating so hard you think you’ll wake the neighbors. I dreamed that I was in a car somewhere out in the country […]
My thanks to the pundits
Epiphany. After years and years of being cautious in my support of politics and careful in my understanding of all sides to an issue, I finally realized today that I have been pushed over the edge into “leftist liberalism”. (Note that twenty years ago, I would be labeled a “leftist commie” rather than a “leftist […]
The Yellow and Black Skunk
When I was a young’un, I lived on a farm several miles outside of Kettle Falls, in Washington state. Below the farm was an undeveloped field with a dirt road running through it that connected several homes. And below the road and the field was Lake Roosevelt. Surrounding all of this was bits and pieces […]
