Robot Jazz

  The city was cold, but the sidewalk was colder. I stepped over a tangle of tinsel that had seen better days, and that was only forty-eight hours ago. It was December 30th, a time when the lights should still be humming, and the spirits should still be high. Instead, I saw them. The "Clean-Slaters." They were dragging their Douglas Firs to the curb like they were disposing of evidence. They think the season is over just because the wrapping paper is in the bin. They’re wrong. We’ve still got six days of Christmas left, and I’m not letting them go without a fight... 🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄 It is time for a rant.  Okay, another rant.  This time, not about the Trump regime but about people who take their Christmas decorations down before the Christmastide has ended.  Two things really annoy the heck out of me this time of year: people who use a 200-hp snowblower to clear driveways a fraction of the size of mine (I clear my driveway, one that has been frequently mistaken for a landi...

  Hello, dear readers! Long time, no write! I honestly don’t know how professional writers stay on track. Between the holiday transition from Thanksgiving to Christmas and the sudden, literal disintegration of my old warhorse of a car, my writing came to a crashing halt for nearly a month. I need to work on not allowing my "RL" challenges from interfering with my aspirations to be a dedicated writing hobbyist.   🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄 Let us get down to business.   Just two days ago, President Donald Trump interrupted live television to address the nation. Now, I am old enough to remember when such "special announcements," as they were once termed, complete with bespoke graphics, were reserved for issues of vital national importance: matters of war and peace, major economic policy announcements, and other issues of broad national concern. Well, as this befuddled administration is now well known for doing, Trump decided to interrupt the nation's evening to, once again, was...