Time Travel.

One of those many times when I need it, since I failed to open a window yesterday. 

We think about it lot this time of year, as New Year's Eve approaches.  Through the magic of documentation and "as of" execution, we can often go a little back or forward.  But midnight on 12/31 - that's a tough one.

Only one I know that's tougher, and that's death.  Lots of things can be fixed while the client's alive.  Once he's gone, he's gone.  That Will better be right.

Cash

The gift that everyone loves.

But don't forget The Clovers:  your cash ain't nothing but trash.

"She said this ain't a circus and I don't need a clown."

What's Shakin'

It's a sampler album issued by Electra in 1966.  When music exploded.  Clapton, Winwood, Bruce, Butterfield, Bloomfield, Kooper, Sebastian, Tom Rush... opening a new world.

Advent Calendar 18.

(Just to show I'm keeping track.)

Fire.

The window ignites upon opening.

Your fingers are burned.  Hey.  What's festive about this?

Call it, in a cardboard window, only for a moment, an auto-da-fe.

A Christmas Tree

Which this year poses an ethical dilemma.  I can buy one at one of my traditional nurseries for, I don't know, around a hundred bucks.  But on Saturday I'm over at Home Depot, already a prime suspect in the death of enterprises I like, and there is a very good Frazier fir, eight feet, $36.99.  And a guy who looks just as woodsy and strange as the guys at the nurseries, who's prepared to saw off the bottom stub of the truck, trim up the branches, and run it through the machine that webs it up for the drive home.    (The beard on the guy. ZZ Top.)

So call me evil, and may God save the Republic, but I went with Home Depot.

Diner Food

Today a choice between a slinger and a meat loaf omelet with mashed potatoes and white gravy. Went for the latter. A good call.

Published direct from the cell.  Who knows how it will look...

Bald Eagle

This time of year they start to come back.  They love the Mississippi locks, not much ice, plenty of carp.

Just the coolest bird.  Their nests are made out of branches and logs, not twigs.