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Monday, April 13, 2026

Super Grok

 

Sunday, April 12, 2026

Super Grok Riding on an Eagle

 


Grok Imagine prompt:


Me blond wearing aviator outfit, goggles helmet.... 

Nice job @imagine Super! πŸ¦…

Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Some days…

 


 

Friday, March 27, 2026

Lawyers, abuse & Murder Could have been prevented. Why?

 Why??


Thursday, March 26, 2026

TBT

 

Last night,
Fred and I gave each other a special birthday present this year. OK, my birthday was 2 months ago and his is next month, but we said we wanted to do something special, unique, rare and that we both enjoy.
We decided to go back to the most amazing musical experience either of us ever had. Levon Helm's Midnight Rambles.
The next decision was the show with Carolyn Wonderland and Levon or Levon's birthday party. We felt the time ticking to buy the tickets. A growing number of music lovers are discovering this special genre. My blog promotes Levon's shows although if I have tickets I can be more open about how you should, in your lifetime, attend these rare concert experiences.
We decided on the Carolyn Wonderland and Levon Ramble.
We have been listening to CW's music and really appreciate her extreme range in notes, styles and feelings.
Last November we saw Carolyn Wonderland at the Ramble. She played with the masterful Guy Forsyth and band members.
As time went on we found out Guy Forsyth was performing too. Perfectly complementary with CW's voice, instrumentals.
We headed out Saturday morning. Down the long Champlain valley to the ferry at Ticonderoga. Then through the mountain pass to the thruway past Paradox. Down the thruway to Saugerties and meandering through to Woodstock below Overlook Mountain.
We were early in line and greeted by the always stellar staff and chatted with others in line about past shows, strategies to get the dough for tickets. Ebay sell stuff and buy Ramble tickets? Leave it to kids and resourceful adults to think up that one.
Convert your unused collectibles into a musical cleansing, a revival, renewal, healing. What cost redemption?
We energetically watched the sound checks, scanning the stage, fascinated by gadgets in focus, unlike big venues.
The web of wires and electronic things connected to the behind the scenes people, archiving live shows of extreme quality, talent, in one word: life.
Next, Carolyn Wonderland, Guy Forsyth and band step up.
Can I say they are a wonder each alone and together a synergistic powerhouse of sights and sounds.
They both use all the reaches possible with their respective voices and instruments of choice. If that was not enough, they write touching, funny, sometimes sarcastic music with a message resonating with each and everyone. Carolyn's voice is special, unique, masterful.
Her melodical mastery gives way to her amazing guitar playing and the trumpet, too. Carolyn writes both mournful and upbeat lyrics with variable speed from strolling to full speed. Guy played guitar, harmonica, was it a mandolin or a uke or what, and the most amazing saw playing I have ever heard and seen. Guy's lyrics, singing style catalogue, physical presence on stage makes the whole experience more fun to follow.
Last year a carnival barker and this year a common man singing Guantanomo Bay. 
"Walk on" one of my favorites.
We picked up some CD's.
available at 
carolynwonderland.com
guyforsyth.com

Next, Levon's band members set up during the break. Fred went out for CD's. A lightness is already palpable. The first bands jarring our collective bodies into a musical bliss. Humans in a wooden barn, resonating. Now anticipating. We knew what was next. As I said before, we knew we would never be the same.

Then the pinnacle moment we were waiting for, the powerful man, drummer, singer, mandolin player, conductor, with the gentle soul, the self giving persona, the performer, the father, the historian of musical genre.
Levon Helm steps on stage. The audience reponds with a roar, a whooping and hollering, at once ready to take the journey through the music with him, their Shaman guide.
We feel a healing coming on and each song, a word on the set list we can read from overhead, is so much more than a word. 
We enjoy once again Amy Helm, Theresa Williams, Larry Campbell, Jim Wieder, Howard Johnson, Brian Mitchell, et al (if i do not mention a name it is because I am sleep deprived and it is getting late. Each musician is top notch to play in the barn! We need to mow!) 
Then we have deja vu. Special guest Donald Fagen is here! We enjoy a new version of Shakedown Street, an old dead tune. Katie is on my mind as she would have had an incredible time at the ramble. Tennessess Jed, Calvary, the Weight with the first verse by CW.
So many tunes. 
Unlike the Nashville reviews I read, I want to say that Levon Helm played every tune I loved. The Ramble never leaves me longing for one more signature tune.
The Ramble is about being a unique live concert with fantastic musical talents and redeeming your feelings of worth by getting healed in Levon's Church with the heaven's choir. I don't know how he does it, but he does. And we are grateful.
Keep in touch with Levon's travels in my margin or at 
levonhelm.com

What a great gift!

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Blue like the Sky

 

Mom, This is for you
Memories from long ago

Plain Like the Sky
On a summer’s day or
The light on the snow today.
The sky today could be in June .
The light today could come back then too,
Having bounced around the universe,
Ask the light, What is out there?
Are there walls or just a curve,
Or is it all someone’s imagination?
Or is the light an emanation
From above, From some deification,
Shining down on all of us,
Plain Like the Sky
Said the light

Love, Mary

Friday, March 20, 2026

Magic Tools

 

Thursday, March 19, 2026

TBT Understanding Bureaucracy

 Bureaucratica 

Friday, August 20, 2010

Bureaucratica

Dedicated to fellow co-workers, the government employees who suffer working in the system we must have and yet 
always is a complicated quagmire of opposing political directives incrementally f*ing things up to the point of 
exhaustion on our part, the bureaucratic gnats who juggle, throw and dodge regulations to the best of their human abilities.

Bureaucratica,
Bureaucratica,

Give me more paper please,

Give me more ink, 



Print some more paper

Cure my bureaucratic dis-ease.
My well has run dry,

Criteria recalled,

Print protocols,

Criteria

Recalled.

My life is printer to mailbox,

Phone message to e-mail,

Paper or plastic

None of this rhymes.

I wonder just how,

We can juggle it all,

Then who will pay,
Where will it fall.

For now I am a bureaucrat,

Legislated to be here,

A paper pushing gnat

For another fiscal year.

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Gerrymandering Daily updates

 


Came across this on X

From the Washington Examiner



Sunday, March 15, 2026

The Second Amendment

The Second Amendment 

Fighting back

Fighting For




Saturday, March 14, 2026

Gerrymandering Virginia History & Continued Hope

 I posted on X


Friday, March 13, 2026

Gerrymandering in Virginia on X

 

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

For the Love of Art

 

Monday, March 9, 2026

Gerrymandering

 

Sunday, March 8, 2026

Virginia at a Crossroads Gerrymandering

 




 

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

Stick Season

 


Stick Season

A Dreary time 

Panoramic image 

Not quite perfect 

Soon to be a Beautiful Green Hill

Sunday, March 1, 2026

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Gerrymandering

 Once only an odd word that meant nothing to me.

Now it threatens my representation in Congress.

Grok animated this drawing from

The Boston Gazette 1812



Monday, February 23, 2026

Gerrymandering

 Lessons in History 

Gerrymandering 

Named for Governor Gerry







 


 

Saturday, February 21, 2026

Water is Everything to Humans

Water is Everything to Humans

Early Americans Knew a Vital Rule for Health,

You never Defecate

Where You

Bathe, Drink, Cook, Save for later.

Code Brown.

Suffers:

Humans, Wildlife, Sea, Bay Life, Food.

Agriculture.

Is Science able to recover the damage done & being done?

Friday, February 20, 2026

Virginia living just got more expensive and more restrictive 😒

 

Thursday, February 12, 2026

Interview with a Clone Chapter 4. My version and Grok Transcribed

 My Version 







Grok Transcription 

Chapter 4 – Interview with a Clone

Dr. Susan Wolf stood before the packed U.N. chamber—aisles full, overflow standing—like no meeting in recent memory.

The crowd buzzed to see the “Girl Wonder,” age 27, who had mastered animal cloning.

She opened with “Good morning” in 87 languages.

Overhead, Georgia’s multimedia montage flashed: Susan flying, sailing, skiing, gardening.

Georgia, seated among the audience—friend, confidante, now agent—watched critically, already planning tonight’s edit for the next presentation.

In this ruthless world, success summoned equal parts demons and dragons.

“Take the bad with the good,” Georgia’s mother always said.

Susan scanned the room: relaxed yet razor-alert, reading faces, locking eyes where welcome, glancing away when needed. A natural intuitive—her “sixth sense” of observation, memory, and nature’s order.

The final slide: Corky the monkey.

After the 87th greeting, she paused.

Music faded. Murmurs died.

“Corky, my friends, is a clone.”

Video rolled—Corky in her arms, kissing, cuddling, loved and loving in return.

Five minutes of unbroken applause.

Georgia exhaled, eyes closed, small smile. This moment had already won 95% of the war: funding, approval, global reach.

When quiet returned, Susan continued.

“I understand language…” (applause)

“…and I understand genetics…” (applause)

Corky towered two stories on screen, music swelling, room awash in shared awe.

“Language and genetics are linked—complex, essential, intertwined.”

“I understand both.” (applause)

“I know the future of sustainable life—here on Earth, on Mars, on the Moon—a future many said impossible.”

She pointed to the screen.

“Corky here…” (applause—no translation needed, just his sweet smile)

“…is proof we will succeed in space travel and colonization.” (applause)

Near the bathroom door, Gigi Fairweather listened, pressed in the crowd.

A flicker of jealousy for her brilliant, now-famous former roommate from Air Force training and college.

Yet love ran deeper.

In that instant Gigi vowed: she would captain the first ship to Mars, join the first colony—and do it side by side with Susan.





Tuesday, February 10, 2026

The King of Marble Nikolai Shmatko




Rafael Shmatko is selling busts of First Lady Melania Trump 

Sculpted by His Father, My Friend, the Late Nik Shmatko.

Art evokes an Emotional Response 

Great Art takes your breath away.

That’s what I feel when I see Nik’s artwork.

Knowing He survived in poverty in War Torn Ukraine made me sad,

Unable to do anything for Him.

Now His Son Rafael is raising funds for a museum of Nik’s Works.

Please Help Rafael,


For the Love of Art πŸ™πŸΌ







Thursday, February 5, 2026

Not Everything

“Not everything that can be counted counts,

Not everything that counts can be counted"


Albert Einstein

Wednesday, February 4, 2026

New Employment Opportunity


 I don’t know how I accessed this photo to post.

Google versus Apple

Hope I remember tomorrow,

By then today will be

Yesterday 🀦‍♀️

Tuesday, February 3, 2026

Google help me


My Blog Post has no image today 
I apologize if you came here to here for
My wisdom

Fresh out
My cookies are frozen
Or something