I am a bit slow out of the gate this month. November was a bit of a bear with work and with school, but I think that I am finally getting a handle on things. I do not have a picture for this post, and I have not updated my personal picture as of today, but I will get around to it as soon as I can. I have been in a bit of a creative slump lately. I think that I have Covid-19 fatigue, the holiday blues and the road-weary life all at one time. But I am getting it under control. Things are a bit droning right now. But they are looking up.

For the month of Decemeber, I am going to try to get my creative muse back and do some serious writing, while juggling a killer ethics course at Arizona University. Of course, Ashford has changed hands, but nothing else has changed. So we shall see how that works out. But the course, that is rough. I am in week three and I am rolling an 87 overall. I never do that low out of the gate. But I have three weeks to bring it up. So no worries.

Right now, I am sitting in Mississippi, headed in to Georgia. Not sure where I am going from there, but I have had two really good weeks and I am hoping to keep the streak going. I will get back to the pictures and the random memories as soon as I can.

PhotoCredit: Artist Unknown

I know, I have used the kitty before. But I feel bad that I have not had the time or creative luster to add a new picture. When I finally got into the mood, I found that all four of my camera batteries were drained. It was very sad really, because I missed one hell of a sunrise. But they are all charged up now, and hopefully, there will be something new coming soon.

Make sure you check out the side-bar to the right. I have changed my writing project. I moved off of my Fixing America book while the world sits back and sees what Biden and Harris can do. Will it be good? Will it be bad? I don't know, but I am willing to sit back and watch. Right now, the political circus is just that, a circus. Today, Mr. Trump will be traveling to Georgia to support the two Republican Senators that are in a battle to save the Republican dominated Senate. Will they be able to do it? Time will tell. The big question is will Donald Trump visit the peach state and speak of the good of these two career politicans? Or is he going to take the pulpit in another classic Trumpian rally and talk for an hour about how he is the victim of some evil plot, with mountains of evidence (which he cannot or will not produce) to degrade him and steal his job. The job that he has done so well, with only about a quarter of a millon of Americans passed beyond the veil and more than 13 million infected with a virus that was "only one Chinese man" in January. I wonder what Vegas is giving as odds. Hmmm.

The Work thing
So,I have had two really good weeks. It was bound to hit a bump in the road. And that bump came yesterday. I will not name the company, because that would be unethical and rude. But there was some serious miscommunication between Variant and the shipper. At first, they did not have a trailer to pre-load. No problem, I am going to take them one. The guard told me to drop it in a door and report to shipping. I did exactly as I was told, tandems back, wheels chocked, all good. I reported to shipping, introduced myself and received an onslaught of demoralizing verbal abuse about my lack of intelligence for going anywhere near their doors. I gritted my teeth and remained professional. I explained the instructions that I was given by their guardshack. She basically called me a liar. Of course, this means that I randomly pulled a door number out of the ether and channled some mystical gods to know how to drop it and where. Long story short, she contacted the scheduler and was told that I was indeed instructed to drop in a door. So here comes the apology. Right? Nope, the answer was "go away, we will notify dispatch when it is ready". That was the end of it. Sort of. I left, a bit irked, but in control and notified fleet. Ooops, miscommunication, the required trailer actually WAS there and loaded. I went and picked it up and took it to North Carolina. Three empty trailers there. One in a door - I know not to touch that one. One blocked in... And one with parts hanging off it. I called it in to breakdown, they already knew about it, because it had been sitting there waiting for repair for three weeks. HUH???? Frustrated, I jumped the state line into South Carolina and set down till this morning. I don't have a trailer and I am grumpy, but for right now, I am concentrating on getting the old grey matter into line. Life is good. Besides, since I was grumpy last night, I made myself steak and potatoes with fried onions. It was yummy.

The School Thing
I am in week three of my ethics class. It is not going as well as all previous classes. I am rocking a 90%, but I should be much higher. I just can't bring things together for some reason. The words aren't rolling. Amazing for an ethics course, I should be slinging babies and kissing cats in this type of course. I am just not there. But I did discover that this class ends mid-January and then I get a week off before I start my concentration in Project Management. I am looking forward to those four courses. PMP (aka project management professional), here I come.

PhotoCredit: Dave the Magicman

The Roll

I usually only get to post my updates on slow rolls. Right now, I am on a hard roll from Pennsylvania to California. The past week has been a bit frustrating with short runs in the Eastern areas, but I finally got a coast to coast and I am rolling hard to make it to the Los Angeles area before Tuesday night, wish me luck. It is going to be a hard run, but I think that I can make it, and with a few hours to spare on my 70, assuming no real traffic problems. note: once I finish the backlog and review these entries, I may be able to fill in the daily gaps for this month

The state of me

I have been feeling a bit down lately. But I think that it is a combination of things. I have not been able to find the creative muse lately, and this is as true in my creative works as it has been in school. I just can't seem to get my wheels on the ground. Thankfully, I think that is under resolution. The polltical situation, CoVid-19, missing home, and now wanting a kitty, they are all weighing on me. I have been getting decent miles, but even that is not a distraction. I think that things are looking up.

The State of the Nation

You know, the world is turned on its' ear right now. The constant onslaught of the current leader and his attack on democracy, and then those that are jumping to his defense in a very transparent attempt to gain his favor. All of this is leading to a broken nation. But yesterday, the Supreme court finally dropped the sledgehammer. This hail mary play, as expected, fell flat on its' face. People, including myself, were worried that the new Justice would be in Trumps' pocket. It appears that we were wrong. I still don't like her, but when push comes to shove, she does the right thing. At least that is something. One of the most important issues is how quickly those hard core supporters will jump behind conspiracy theories that are obvious in their dishonesty. It has been floated that their credentials may need to be addressed. I can't wait to see what happens with that.

The brain state

School is a new problem. This morning, I took the time to do my weekly check on status, and it looks like my January course in project management has been cancelled. Not only cancelled, but no longer a requirement for graduation. That takes my remaining courses down to THREE instead of four. Interesting. The bad thing about this is that I now have a three month gap in my courses, and my graduation date has been pushed out until August of next year. This may be part of a restructure with the merger between Ashford and Arizona Global, but I am not sure. I sent Ashley a message to find out. If the information is right, when I get out of class on January 11, I will be off school until April. That will work out well for the Colorado trip, but it is still annoying.

Furry thoughts

Laura and the Chicklet gave me an earworm. I have thoughts of a truck cat. Right now, it is an obsessive thought, but I am sure it will mellow out. Laura suggested that it may be good for me to wake up each day with a cat on my head. I am considering this. OF course, because of truck life, it would have to be a kitten. It may be too stressful for an adult cat to adjust to the motion and noise. Time will tell.

The Muse

I am more structureed now than I have been most of the year. I am going through all my story ideas and snippets to figure out what to write. If I am going to have 15 or more hours a week extra after early next month, it would be a good idea to have a project in place. I am just having a problem pinning down what I want to do. I know that I want to stay away from horror for right now, but that is so that Laura will read it. I am sure she would read horror if I asked nicely, but I would rather she enjoy the experience.

PhotoCredit: Christopher Klein

The world is such a strange place. I captured the scene in the picture while heading out of Memphis on my way to California, but the scene does not make sense at all. That pickup truck is more than 100 feet from the roadway. I could see the car that he hit in a head-on collision, but to land sideways in the building with no noticeable signs of skidding in the surrounding area indicates that he was flipping as he went. Weird.

A Road Update

I shut down a bit early yesterday. The roads had become treacherous. I started out a bit late after taking close to four hours to get my laundry done, and then it was reduced speed driving in mostly grey-overcast skies all day. Then the sun went down. The rain was gone, but sadly replaced with snow. The snow lead to more speed reductions. Not that the roads were unsafe at that point, but people didn't know what to make of it. It reminded me of the muppets and the phone with them gawking and driving at half the speed limit. I finally was exhausted and pulled off in a rest area service loop in Oklahoma. Nice quiet place. So that is something.

School Update

I was able to submit my week four assignment and the only thing that there is for week five is two discussion groups, one of which I already have done. I will finish the other tonight. I received confirmation that I have THREE classes in project management remaining and then I have my next Master's. For good or for bad, I will be taking a bit of a gap month(s) until April after this course ends in two weeks. Then three advanced classes and I should be all set to take the PMP certification. I am excited. Now I just have to find a PMP testing center. Oye. I am pretty sure that there is one in Memphis, but I have to verify that.

A Colorado Update

I have been thinking about Colorado quite a bit lately. The biggest hurdles are not logistical, like the move or finding a place to live and all that. The issues are more a matter of the heart and head. For instance, what will Rowan do? Yes, he is an adult, but that does not really count when it comes to the Big cat father instinct. He has to be taken care of before we can do the move. I don't mean taken care of in that sleep with the fishes godfather way either. That would just be rude. Then there is Mom. I don't have enough faith in the current support system to simply let Laura walk away from that responsibility. Sharon may drift in and out, but I believe that interactions with Laura a foundation of her grasp on reality. I could be wrong, I am not a psychiatrist. But you never know, even us dumb truckers can get lucky now and then. Other than those two things, everything is doable, assuming we do a March Jaunt and like the scenery. Time will tell.

The Creative Front

I am still weeding through stories trying to make a decision. And this is not an easy task. I am so drawn to the horror, but that could easily be a reflection of the world-state right now. Each time we think that things are going to get better, someone does something more idiotic than before. It is almost something that can be predicted. Weird. Anyway. I have nixed all horror based stories, and that leaves me with about 25 good plot lines. Now I have to figure out a way to choose which world to dive into and trip the light fantastic. I am still drawn to my two lesbians and their friend with the biblical history overtones, and I am drawn to the long lost brother and sister with the mansion over the misted valley. But I still have more than 15 to review, that could change. Then I need some way, some sign, some sledgehammer to help me choose.

The World State

This train-wreck of a year simply will not end. Everyone thought that on November 3rd, when the tally was in, that DJT would step gracefully into the shadows. But he came out fighting with more than 50 court cases, making lawyers rich and wasting the taxes of the people. After his 25th or 30th loss, you would think that he would concede. But that did not happen. He was intent to get to the Supreme court here those he appointed would help him in his plans for sedition. But you know what they did? They slapped his hand and said BAD BOY. So that is the end of it. Right? Wrong, he continues to fight in multiple states, and now trying to get Congress to intervene. He had a chance to do the right thing. To bow out gracefully, and become just another mark in history. But that was not to be. He had to stay at the top of the headlines. He had to maintain that he is not the loser that he is. He had to be the big bully on campus. And now, when he becomes a private citizen on January 21, the carrion eaters are going to come for him. He is not going to have to worry about the 2024 election, because he is going to be in STATE litigation for years to come. And when he realizes that his empire has fallen, he will flee the country, tail between his legs. There was a time that I admired him for his business acumen. Of course, I was young and stupid then. Now that I am old and stupid, I can see through the smoke-screen that he bellows out. He is the Wizard. Not the grand Wizard, or wizard on high. But the Wizard of OZ - smoke and mirrors.

The Final Word

I am headed to California. Sadly, there will be no sun and surf for me. But I should reach there and take a 34 hour break. Then I will have about three weeks to get back to Memphis. Right now, the Northern part of the country is doing the snow thing, and I am not looking forward to that. It is my hope that I will find a nice Southern glide back home. After that, it will be an extended run, ending in a personal trip to Colorado. That trip should be an opening of the next chapter of our lives. But time will tell. I will have almost three months off of school, and I need to find something to occupy that time on the truck. So may the muse reach out her hand and offer me a dance.

PhotoCredit: Christopher Klein

I am rolling a California run out of Pennsylvania and the snow is nipping at my tail. It was annoying enough that it put me behind, so I ran out of my 70-hour time before I made it to Los Angeles. So, I got to set down in Joseph City, NM. Funny thing, it is about 25 miles from Winslow AZ. If I was closer, I would take a walk down and stand on a corner and take a picture of myself. Any Eagles fans would appreciate me standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona. Everyone else would be puzzled, but that is their problem. I am trying to do me.

The State of the World

The state of the world right now is an interesting study in society. Yesterday, there were two major news events. The first was the release of the first CoVid-19 vaccine. This may be that corner that people have talked about. But it is going to be a slow time in coming. The second thing was the meeting of the Electoral college, making Joe Biden the confirmed President-Elect. Of course his highness still says that things are not over. I am amazed that more people have not realized exactly what he is doing. The more that he rebels and fights, the more money that he collects every day. Only 40 percent of that money goes to the Republican party, the other 60 percent is in a slush fun to support Trump. He can use it however he wants. And of course, this will be used to support his lavish lifestyle. Well, until the hounds come for him on the day after confirmation in January. He has danced, now it is time to pay the fiddler.

Dancing with the muse

I have gone through all my stories, and I have weeded things down to just a few. I intend to make a choice after I sleep on it. I know that the anticipation is driving you crazy. The young adults, separated at birth? The two lesbians and their friend, being pulled out of their city by their parents and moved to Wyoming? What will they do for fun when they are used to urban exploration? The island princess, alone in the Caribbean, rumored to have special abilities, and the man that has the misfortune of finding her? Or how about the College seniors that kidnap a cheerleader to use in an ancient ritual to call the old gods? They should have translated the text more carefully.

More Colorado thinking

As we plan the move to Colorado, there is one thing that I thought about that the wife and I have kicked around before, but I never considered in Colorado. Many moons ago, we went to a bed and breakfast and it was a very enjoyable experience. We said that that one day we should open one. Now we may be in a position to build a home. While planning the home, a few modifications could add two or three rooms, easily separated from the main house. Just a thought.

A Professional Ghoul

In the late 1980s, I was a professional ghoul at Castle Dracula in Wildwood N.J. Sadly, all pictures from that time in my life are gone. But for a while, I worked in the same capacity at a haunted house in Memphis. Here you see Anna as the Crow and me as Carrot Top gone psycho. Fun times. I should note, the dress that Anna is wearing belongs to me, but that is another story.

This Post is mostly about work. So if you are here for the fun or creative stuff, you can just bypass this one. I managed to get my drop down for Proctor and Gamble right on time, and even left with an empty trailer. I thought that I was all set. I set down in our Fontana CA drop yard, and that was a serious mistake. A minor glitch did not connect the trailer to me in the system. Before I could get the problem corrected, the guard gave away my empty, and I was stuck with my fifth wheel naked, screwing up my run to Georgia. It shows a serious lack of control on the part of this drop yard. I talked to the relief guard, and this is an ongoing problem, especially this type of year. Drivers fight over empty trailers like cats fight over a can of open tuna. I wound up sitting for a day, and this morning, I will be doing a close Costco run, then taking that trailer over to pick up, headed into Wisconsin for Dollar General.

Okay, I lied, but just a little bit

I think that I am down to two choices for my next story. The lesbians and their friend on a timeless adventure of exploration, or the brother and sister that have a family secret. I am weighing my options today and should make a choice before I shut down this evening. In theory, I should be sutting down in Colorado in the Mountains this afternoon, so that should be interesting. Maybe the muse will have something to say.

There is so much going on in the world, but so little time to discuss it. I am in Colorado, and I have a lot of pictures to process, but I need to find the time to do it. I thought that I was going to have a sneaky 34-hour reset tomorrow morning, but I miscalculated. I have been doing that a lot lately. I am really hoping that I did not trade my logical thinking abilities for my creative muse. The muse is back, the time management and logical thinking skills are hiding. Hmm.

What's to come?

I am almost done my Ethics course. Then I have three more courses to go to my Master's in business organization with project management. Not sure where I am going to go from there. I am working on the Strayer student loan debt and proceeding for legal relief. And I am working on "The Awakening", but that is just a preliminary title. I finally combined two stories together, and they meld well. Other than that, it is roll roll roll. I am headed into Iowa tomorrow morning, and no idea where I am going from there, but I am hoping I don't wind up sitting on my butt over the holiday.

This time of year, can be rough on people. Even for me, now and then. I am riding a blue mood because of some unforeseen events of the last couple days, but that will become obvious below. Right now, I am in St. Joseph MO., sitting on my butt, waiting for Christmas to pass, and trying to make the best of it.

The Educational Front Line

Ashford University is now Arizona Global University. The transition was seamless and transparent, so that is something. However, you would think that with higher education, I would be a lot smarter than I am. I worked my tail-feathers off to make sure that I would get done by Sunday. But I missed an announcement, and there is no school for 14 days, beginning again, the first week of January. However, at least that means I am ahead and don't have to worry about the end of the ethics course, because it is already done. Once this course is complete, I have only three more Project management courses, and then I am done my Master's Degree in Business Organization. All that remains is getting my certification in Project Management, then we will see where we go from there.

Christmas is here

I purchased myself a Christmas gift of a new razor and lather brush, and it actually made me feel quite a bit better. It is amazing how something small can do that. People around me are bothering me. I can feel what they feel, something that I have always been able to do, but right now, I can't turn it off. Regardless of what they offer to the world on the outside, I can see sense what they feel on the inside, and most of it is not good. However, I did see a young lady, a driver, dressed as an elf, pre-tripping her truck this morning. That made the morning worth it.

Variant Life

Logistics is one of those industries where sometimes you are the windshield, and sometimes you are the bug. This week, I have been the bug. Because of the double holiday, Christmas and New Years, Payroll is running a day ahead I was lucky that payroll was able to get my long run from California to Iowa on pay for this week. And then the world went to hell. I was sent in for a pickup after my drop at Target, but it was for a company that had very strict requirements for the trailer. Luckily, before I got to the pickup, I noticed a small hole in the decking of the trailer. I called breakdown and they sent me over to Craftsman-Utility to have it repaired. I figured a small hole in the wooden decking, how long could it take? The answer is more than 8 hours. Plus, once it was fixed the decking was still uncured and tacky. So I had to hold the pickup until the morning. I got to the shipper right as I said I would, and the guard said that they were off for the holiday. I reported this to Fleet and they dispatched me 250 miles away for another pickup headed to Delaware. No worries, that is still over 1100 miles. Except that when I arrived at the shipper, an hour ahead of schedule, I was turned away. They were all headed home for the holidays. So, I wound up around the corner in St. Joseph Mo. With a pickup for Saturday at 5:00pm. It will drop off on Monday, before the cutoff for payroll, but that means a 600 mile week. Not the greatest week I have ever had. I try to remain in good spirts, but it is very depressing.

Downtime fun

I am taking advantage of the downtime though. I am working on my story “The Awakening”, working my blog and getting things set up for 2021, so maybe things will work out. I am rocking some Christmas movies in the background so BooYa! Let's do this.

The year is winding down and coming to an end. And it came in with a pandemic and a pscyho in the oval office, it is going out with that same pandemic raging through the country, and that same psycho grasping for every bit of media coverage he can get, crying out "ME ME ME" no matter who he hurts. It really is deplorable.

Of school and education

I am on a bit of a break, even though it was not intentional. I did not realize that Ashford / Arizona Global took off for two weeks at Christmas time. So I worked ahead and everything has been submitted through the end of my ethics course. That is a good thing because my mood is a bit in the gutter, but you will read about that next.

It is a Variant thing...

So, I have been singing the praises of Variant as an employer. That stops today for a bit, because I have been working the mine, but wound up with the shaft. It has been a series of unfortunate events, that have lead to 5 days, 750 miles, and 35 wasted hours, with not a single paid mile. To top it off, I spent Christmas day, when I was supposed to be headed to Washington State, in a Love's in St. Joseph IA, with a closed Arby's and nothing close by that was open. It was really depressing and put me in a bad place.
The funny thing is that the cause was that I did the right thing. When I pulled into Target in Iowa, there were some problems. I had a wrong drop number, and that took six hours to resolve. When I finally did get it resolved, by jumping through hoops like some trained pup, there was another Variant driver sitting in the "waiting" area, with a similar problem. I was told, by target, what trailer to take. There were two on the lot. One for me, one for the other driver. When I checked my trailer, it had no lights on one side on the back. I could have just grabbed the other trailer, leaving the bad one for the other driver. But I am not like that. I took the trailer, got it off-site, and checeked the lights. Easy fix. Ice had built up on the tail end, and snapped a wire. I fixed it in under five minutes and was down the road. But I missed something. The requirements for the run included a trailer with no damage on the wooden floorboards. I stopped about 20 minutes out from the pickup and swept out the trailer. There was a six-inch broken board. I did the right thing. I called breakdown and reported it. William found me a trailer shop, Craftsman Utility, that could fix it TODAY. I went 20 miles out of route, put it in the shop and waited. How long could it take to fix one broken board? The answer is EIGHT HOURS. Out of drive time, I set down and turned up 24 hours late only to find that the crew was off for the day. Load lost. Fleet was fast to respond. A quick (Five Hour) run to another 1100 mile run. But, even though I arrived one hour ahead of schedule, they were down for the holiday because they wanted to go home. I was turned around at the guardshack. I went 1.8 miles away and spent Christmas in St. Joseph MO. The final straw came when they got me a run, another 250 miles away, headed 350 miles. And you guessed it. Turned away at the guardshack again. Load not ready.
The Lesson I did the right thing and got to bend over and take it. Could I have taken the better trailer and screwed my fellow driver? Yes. Could I have ignored the hole in the floor and taken my chances? Yes. But is that me? NO, it is not. Of course, I blame the wife. She has made me a much better person over the years. In some ways, this may make me a martyr, but I really don't think so. I think that this makes me a good person and an excellent employee. It is my hope that Variant will realize this before I come to a point where it is time for a change. That time is not here yet. But it is close.

The shiny side...

The wonderful wife always tells me to find the shiny side in all things. We will be okay, even with what is going to turn out to be a negative paycheck. I used the extra time to set up the backlog for this blog, and I have been able to download all the information from Wordpress and LiveJournal. Now I just have to get them entered here. I have more than three years worth of information to enter, look at that, a new project. Fun times. But the big thing is that I have finally gotten through almost 750K of library files. They are sorted and the garbage removed. That is a project that is almost 5 years old, finally completed. So, that is something shiny. Now I have plenty more to read.

PhotoCredit: Southern Living Home Plans

Right now, this image is the forerunner for the Colorodo home from my perspective. It has 5 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms, a Wine Celler, Wet bar, and built in spa. Very nice. The wife found it, but I am pretty sure I dreamed about it as well. I like the rustic look with the faux log exterior. Very nice. It is almost 5500 square foot, but as long as we are rocking solar, that should not be a problem.

Finally on the move

The battery run fell through yesterday morning. I almost lost my cool. I communicated with Charles at fleet, and he actually called me. He pulled me off that run and I explained the negative dollar paycheck potential. He got me set up on a run that will deliver this morning, so that will put me back on track. It will be a horrible pay week, but at least it won't be negative.

End of a project

As I believe I already stated, my library project is at an end. I validated the results, and it was a total of 250K deleted files to the tun of about 120 gigabytes. But now I am ready to get my reading set up. I am pretty excited. I did finish my latest J.D. Robb Audiobook, "Purity in Death". Yep, figured it out about half-way through as usual, but still a very good read.

Hometime coming

In about six days, I am going to make it home. I am excited. After that, it is going to be a long tour I think while we plan for the Colorado trip. And then, all we need to to do is figure out the rest of the stuff, and we are Colordo bound - assuming we like the place when we visit in March.

New update

If you link here from the main journey page, you will see a bit of sawdust on the floor. I was able to download the old information from Livejournal and wordpress, and I am integrating it into the new pages from the Main Journey page. In time, I should have a full accounting of 2018 foward. Isn't that special?

Tomorrow brings about New Year’s eve and the ending of the year of hell. But what is going to happen in 2021? Will this be a time to heal and get back on track as a Americans, people, and the human race? Or is 2021 going to look back on 2020 and say “hold my beer?”. Only time will tell. I am hopeful. But still guarded.

Watching the world

Things are simply in upheaval right now and everyone is playing games. Sadly, this is like the bully games from school, where only the bullies are enjoying it. The American people are facing a crisis, a real one. Not one of those made up ones that have people whining because they can’t afford to go get their gel fills down for $129 dollars to make their nails look pretty. The American people are facing eviction, food crisis and the possibility of living in tents in the cold. This is while the supposed leader wanders his private properties, with those properties making a small fortune off the care and upkeep of his staff. Add to that the game playing by Mitch McConnel and we just have a big old mess. I think that the saddest thing that is happening right now, is that people, from both sides of the fence, can’t see what is happening. And you can’t tell them what is happening either, because that is fake news. Trump wants the spotlight. He will do anything to get it. He also wants to overturn a free and fair election so that he can…dum dum dum….you guessed it…maintain the spotlight. Meanwhile, McConnel is going against the will of the people, the will of the standing president, the will of the house and the will of his comrades in arms. Why would he do this? Well, if everyone wants that $2000 bill to be brought forward to a vote, he is going to make some addendums….including …voter fraud investigations. Yep, and the plan unfolds. The fact that this administration feels that we are that stupid, scares the hell out of me. Of course, it could also be bully theory, we are given the swirley enough times, eventually we will cave and say “sure give the clown another four years so that he will shut up and stop crying about it”. Not going to happen, but that is what they are hoping for.

Live the fantasy

Ever since I had that triple bad run, Variant has gotten the issue fixed and I am running back to back. So I have not had a lot of time to write, but I have had time to plan. So Lilith goes to Ospiria with the Lilithim in tow, expelled from the garden by Eve. Lilith explains the situation and the incident with the tree of knowledge. The humans will be looking for ways to extend life and other things. And Fae are tasty. Time to close the boundaries between worlds, a few thousand years, and then, perhaps, an awakening.

PhotoCredit: Christopher Klein

Short and sweet

This year is going out like a lion. My New Years eve was spent in a one hour backup because two hot-shots decided it would be fun to race down the freeway - then they zigged when they should have zagged, and I spent an hour looking at the picture above in read life. A bit of a delay getting a trailer fixed, and then into the new year. All fun and games.

What does the future hold?

This year, 2020 has been a whopper. And we have no idea what 2021 is going to bring. I thank all of my followers for traveling with me, if you would like to continue, please link to January 2021 and see what tomorrow will bring. January 2021