WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 2020
asked me what I was doing about Coronovirus and I replied,
And then someone else
asked me the same thing and I told him, "Doing
my taxes," and he said, "They've extended it until
July 15th," and I said,
"Rate I'm going, it will take that long."
Still have to do the work around the place.
Big dead pine tree had its
top half blown down in a windstorm,
finally getting around to cutting
it up, Bro-in-law Meade helping. The log awaits.
My big book,
Cronies, 582 manuscript pages, a literary burlesque (defined as an
historical occurance embellished with inventions and exagerations) is
New York City with my agent who is diligently seaching for a publisher.
long time, hope 2020 is the year.
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 14,
Happy Valentine's day to
Robert R.I.P. Hunter. Photo triptrych by
James Mena, used with permission of the photographer.
FEBRUARY 2, 2020
In the big snowstorm last February we had two giant
oak trees take a beating. This
one had limbs fall over the top of the van I use for
a summer time office, none of the
limbs hitting the van, but crouching over it like a
I was cutting
on this big branch and it started to slide, so I gave it a push and
it slid to the
ground and turned on its side, leaving it easy to cut into firewood,
then load the
pieces in the trailer, drive to the woodshed and stack.
SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2 2019
ON YOUTUBE, THE READING AT BEND, OREGON