Saturday, June 10, 2017


It seems that, except for a few years here and there, the world has been going to heck, handbasket-wise, my whole life. This may be an illusion. I know that parents have been complaining about use and their irresponsible behavior for more than two millennia. We have written records. So maybe things have seemed to be going down the toilet for longer than there have been toilets. I hope so.

I don't know what drivel the leaker-in-chief is going to be voiding at 3 tomorrow morning, but I'll find out sooner than I want without any special effort on my part.

And now my expected visitors here, scarcely more than 10 minutes late. Something does run on time but I don't know what. Maybe only time itself.

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