How old am I? Well, I'm old enough to remember a time that just the mere suspicion that a politician has attempted to molest a child would have been headline news and the end of the politician's career. In the cesspool that is MAGA such a thing isn't even worth a brief mention.
The Secretary of the Interior, testifying before Congress, just said that solar panels were unreliable because they stop working when the sun goes down! Like, the ignorant fool doesn't have a clue that we can store electricity during daytime to be used at nighttime. It's called a battery! He's the Secretary of the Interior for god's sake!!!
For 45 years of my adult life I've traveled, lived and worked all over the U.S. During those years I've worked as a telegrapher (Chicago), sales rep (Detroit), office manager (Santa Monica), counter clerk (Tucson), industrial engineer (Michigan), typographer (Michigan), metropolitan newspaper editor (Washington Post), jazz guitarist (North America), adjunct professor of jazz guitar (Michigan), magazine editor (Reno), and private investigator (Nashville). For years people have suggested that I write a book. I could come up with only one idea: that would be to write a bathroom book. So, one day with nothing better to do, I sat down and began writing a short story. Thus: a few dozen tales later: "Anecdotes".
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