born free

 

last meal

These guys are now free in the trees.

chicken too little too late

The sky is falling.  What?  You don’t believe me?  The problem with this sort of admonition is that they are often disproved… in the short term. The sky didn’t fall like you said it would.  Therefore, you’re wrong and we can continue on our merry way.  This failure to communicate is surely the result of the combined effects of an overzealous messenger and an undereducated populace.  Let’s choose a more concrete example.  The world is coming to an end.  It will meet its fiery death in a few billion years.  Most people with a passing understanding of cosmology would agree.  More pressingly, however, is the notion that life, as we know it, may cease to exist rather shortly, unless extreme measures are undertaken to forestall this impending calamity.  Sure, we will survive as a species.  But that is only due to our “race to the bottom” ethics we have imposed on our planet.  As we humans race to the bottom in terms of pay scale, workers’ rights, air and water quality, etc…, our competition (non-human life) suffers in untold multiples.  At some point, the narrow-minded “competition” race will end and the depletion of plant and animal “resources” will signal the end of our good fortune here on earth.  Monoclonal antibodies could not hope to save us from the monocultural hell we are hell-bent on creating.  Make no mistake, this is the beginning of the end.  More to come,

Yours, BombTime

 

PS - I hope I’m wrong.  But hope won’t save us.  Only action will.  Speech is action.  Speak out!

ok, it must be said

and i’m saying it.  now.  again.  i don’t know about you, but i need to be constantly reminded of this fact: we must share with others our opinions.  we need to express our thoughts and beliefs.  they may change, and people might not want to hear, but it must be said.

word association

Blackwater:  such a fitting name, don’t you think?

Cheney: lying, thieving oil whore and murderer of the U.S. Constitution.   Well put, Alec.

Bush: no, you’re NOT the decider, you fuck.

haiku diary

seven lonely days
i guess that would make six nights
single occupancy

wind blows cold and dry
crispy leaves muffle its howl
soon they will be gone

heavy shapeless form
slows me down and blocks my view
what else but my past?

in memory

to all those who have served: thank you

erigeron bloom

erigeron bloom

Originally uploaded by r.i.c.h.

spring blossom

spring arrives early…

here in norcal and how nice that it happens to coincide with early daylight savings time!

think i’ll go out and enjoy the weather!!

crazy czechstyle culinary carnage

Dimensions of Dialogue

timing is everything

Ok, so I suck at delivery. Every time I yearn for the stand-up comic spotlight, I dispel the notion quickly by telling my best joke… poorly. The fact that it is my best joke should not lead you to believe that there are other jokes waiting in the wings. But make no mistake, it qualifies as a joke (in the Johnny Carson/Jay Leno meaning of the word). Here ’tis now:

I read in the Wall Street Journal this morning that the StairMaster Corporation has come out with a new product.

It’s called the StairMistress™ 3000.

It takes credit cards, and when you’re done with your workout it prompts you to make an appointment for your next workout. Of course, if you fail to perform this vital step, the StairMistress 3000 unit will call your wife.

bombtime