Blessed few firecrackers tonight. There is that. There is also an end to 2020. Not that anyone seemed to like the year. We are done with it. At Last! We have made it. Well except for the Georgia elections, tRump getting out of the office, and what other stuff that can pop up to surprise us. There is that. Yes, there is that.
Geez, it would help to have something thought up to type about. This is not like Morning Pages where my pen flows over the page flowing out words. Even some that make sense.
Happy New Year! Happy New Year: Happy New!
I had thought, from something I read in Herb Caen’s column, that Oakland had the mildest climate in the USA. So I went to look it up. You know, on the Internet. All the articles seem to be promo pieces. LA, New Orleans, Hawaii, those are listed about “good weather” places. But not about mild, a place that lacks hot and cold days. So I can assert it but I cannot claim it as true. But, Kat, I believe that Oakland has the mildest climate in the country.
Tomorrow: a bit on writing implements. Fr from pencils through typewriters and, ahem, computers.
Good luck to you all! Let us hear it for 2021!
—- MichaelRpdx :: ih3k