Oh Moses of the blogosphere lead us onward.
Thank you Lorianne for your service to this scrappy tribe of refugees. I can only guess how much effort this site has required to establish and maintain. My skill set barely includes posting, and after OpenS, I have only posted here regular recently.
After Lion’s pancake service this morning I had to nap. I was not as on as I could have been, despite having a light day yesterday.…Continue
...Except the one placed in my head.
I did not put a clock in between my own ears. I don’t wear a watch, but I’m obsessed with time, nonetheless. There is no clock ticking but I know I have to be at the Lion’s club by 6:30 a.m. to serve beverages tomorrow, and next Saturday too. Veterans eat free, as do the homeless, selectively, get fed. I’m not the decider.
I’ve long argued that service is an art form. Chicago decides where our dues…Continue
I try to keep it light. It takes me hours to unwind, and get settled into the current project which is Raytheon5. I try to ignore the sense of urgency; that feeling everything is on the line, because everything is always on the line. I’ve been able to secure that line pretty well, but Nature holds all the cards, all the time.
The Red Rocket rolled for hours and hours over the…Continue
The competition is killing us.
I’ve long argued that there is no profit in peace. You can’t give it away. I’ve tried hard to figure a way to work the peace business profitably, but I’ve had no luck. Strength through peace is a tough sale. I’m not born yesterday...I’m aware of the issues. For one, peace does not scale up.
Fighting for market share is not peace. Nature is not peaceful. It’s dog eat dog out here. Strength through…Continue