Monday, September 24, 2018

now I've seen everything

Well, now I've seen everything.  They've actually got ghost shaped dog biscuits.  Are they supposed to scare the doggie and get him to flee his food dish?  "Oh, my dog biscuits are white now? Not bad. Yum. Give me more, please and I'll make you think I like you."

Actually, I used to take my dad's dog trick or treating.  He got a lot of goodies.  I could see, as more dogs get in costume and go trick or treating, where these ghost dog biscuits could be fun. Just don't delude yourself that fido get's the ghost concept.

Of course, Zeto got really into Halloween.  He got goodies and I even made him costumes to wear. When he saw me carving the pumpkin he got really excited--even more so than when the Christmas tree went up.  This Halloween stuff was for him.

Sunday, September 23, 2018

big evil bank

So, as I said the other day, my reporting my lost credit card was was with no hassles.  Yesterday the Fedex driver handed me a replacement card.  Well, it was in an envelope, not  just a loose card. In this era of atrocious service, I was impressed.

Friday, September 21, 2018

Kredit Nightmare?

Lost a credit card yesterday. I think I may have dropped it.  Alas, I dreaded the call.  The last time I called a credit card company I got some horror of a call center in India and a moron named "scooter."
Well, this time it was fully automated. It was simple and easy.  No waiting on hold or any frustrations.  I was impressed.

Thursday, September 20, 2018

Yeah, right

Well, more info out there on the mysterious closure of Sunspot.  They're now saying that some janitor was being investigated for having a fondness for kiddie porn.  Yes, worth looking into--but close the place down. No way.  They were preventing people from seeing something.  

Seeing what?  I don't know. Either something was refuelling at the sun or space aliens landed at Sunspot.  That's all I can come up with. This is as feeble a story as the crashed "weather balloon" from Roswell.

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

No details

It would appear the aliens that landed at the Sunspot solar research facility are gone now. Still can't get any juicy details.

Tuesday, September 18, 2018


Over at Science Fiction Trails, where I am publisher, I took some of the older issues off the market.  They don't sell anymore and I decided it was time to move on to other things. If anyone wants a specific issue they don't see on the market email me and I'll check and see if have any copies left.

Monday, September 17, 2018

Tis highly strange

The social media that I get have been abuzz about what happened at Sunspot, which is a solar research facility over in New Mexico.. The place was mysteriously closed after a bunch of FBI agents showed up.  Theories range from crooked employees are being investigated for embezzlement to the place was invaded by space aliens.  Mainstream media had ignored this story.

Well, I'm hoping for aliens. No matter what the cause, if I hear anything I'll pass it along here--no matter hoe preposterous.  

Sunday, September 16, 2018


I went out to lunch today.  I ate at a local diner.  I don't like pickles.  I usually sit at the back counter where all the other losers sit.

So, this dreadful woman came in and plopped down beside me.  She started farting.  She's farting and talking to somebody on her right, I being to her left.  When her food came--waffles and eggs. I tossed my pickles on her plate.  Low and behold, she actually ate them, it never seeming to occur to her that pickles don't come with waffles at this establishment and that some evil person had dropped them on her plate.

There must be a plot for a mystery thriller in there somewhere?  I don't really like mysteries. 

Saturday, September 15, 2018

Notes on hurricanes

Note to networks--get an avatar and put him out in front of a hurricane on some beach.  All these beaches look alike.  Just tell people he's at wherever. No need to send actual film crew. Save lots of money.

Friday, September 14, 2018

Note to moms

I don't think I made any new friends yesterday.  Standing in line at the post office I discovered Megan had a rare treat in the for of a day off from school [don't know why.]   Story goes on from Mom, Megan usually had to ride across town to some distant school.  I asked why the local school was inadequate.  Apparently the other school is better. I know not why.  "Will she be any less a dullard at the other school? I asked. Long two minutes until s window clek was available.

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Scary strange

My 9-11 posting got screwed up and came out on Science Fiction Trails Blog. And nothing came out on this one this morning.  It was a horrible day.  And I guess that's all I can really say about 9-11.

Monday, September 10, 2018

Magic Pills

It seems everyone and their dog is selling some magic pill that cures every malady imaginable and some I'd never even dreamt of.   I should get into the act and sell one. Dave's Pills.  What would they do? They'd make date night special. Yes they would.  I want a pill that gives people diarrhea--no a laxative but a sure fired poop in the pants.  Then I'll live on some James Bond type of island and sell people pills.  And the people will poop their britches.  Enough with pills.  

Saturday, September 8, 2018

Damned doves

I've had problems with doves hanging underneath my carport pooping on my car and stuff.  Those fake owls don't seem to work much.  I got myself a rubber Black Momba.  I put that thing down on the ood of my car and the doves are history.  But what do you do with a rubber black Momba once the nuisance has been abated?  I'm getting a new hot water heater put in. i guess I could coil the snake up at the base of the water heater. That would shock somebody.  Plumbers charge moree than doctors--better not give them an excuse to up the bill.  

Friday, September 7, 2018

The Cold War and that Nuclear Stuff

Well, I just learned my brother has just published a book on the Cold War and that nuclear stuff.  Had no idea he was doing it.

Critical Masses: The Early Cold War and the Public Eye

 Michael J Riley 

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Hearing Voices

There's something odd about hearing voices in the middle of the night when you're not used to that. Where's it coming from? Who is it? Am I in danger? I live in a very quiet neighborhood miles out in the desert and well away from the chaotic goings on of the City of Tucson.

About ten o'clock last night I could hear voices outside my house.  Looking out the window, I could see nothing.  I elected not to go outside and investigate.  I may never know what I heard.

Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Dead tree

I dug up my pine tree yesterday. It's quite dead.  I don't know why it died. It got plenty of water--if there is such a thing in the sonoran desert.  The roots established themselves. I couldn't pull it out of the ground. It just died.  

Not sure what, if anything, I'll replace it with.

Monday, September 3, 2018


Boy, quite a light show last night.  Lightning and hail for quite some time. 

Sunday, September 2, 2018

Social Media?

I've never been all that wild about Facebook. I use it as there  are some folks who only communicate on FB and I'd lose all touch with them otherwise. That doesn't mean I like it.  Case in point: Yesterday I responded to a rolling conversation Do you think ghosts live in two dimensions? I said yes.  Well, I got this hot comment about there's no such thing as ghosts. And then this guy tracked me down on my personal email and blasted me again.

I have as much of a right to opinion as this guy does.  Simply put, they say you never really believe in ghosts until you've encountered one.  I've worked at two haunted hotels. I've encountered a few different types of entities.  I don't entirely understand it--but they sure as hell exist. 

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Money From Beyond

Dear Fortune Cookie Company:

Six months ago you gave me a fortune cookie that said I would soon receive a great deal of wealth.  Well, nothing has arrived yet. I am very disappointed.

You pal,