Current Mood: quixotic
A friend sent me this cartoon, which I think is very cute.
Unfortunately, it isn’t true. For whatever reason, our neighborhood gets almost no trick or treaters. Damned if I know why. It’s a safe enough neighorhood, and Parris and my minions and I always stock lots of candy.
This year was the absolute nadir. We got no one at all, not even people we know with a kid in tow.
A pity. Halloween used to be my favorite holiday when I was a kid. I usually went as a monster of one sort or another, and I was fearless trick or treater, prowling late into the night and knocking on doors blocks and blocks from home, on streets I seldom visited during daylight hours. That brief glimpse into the homes of strangers when the door was opened was part of the thrill. In those days you got the usual candy, sure, but also cooler treats, cookies and home baked pies and brownies and little cakes, the caramel apple (no razor blades, that urban myth was years in the future). Nor would it ever have dawned on me to bring my mother along. I would have been mortified. All Hallows Eve was for ghoulies and ghosties and kids.
Halloween isn’t what it was, alas.
Current Mood: melancholy
… and he’s landed in my back yard.
He’s a gift from m’lady Parris, and the work of a marvelous artist named Tyler Eugene Smith.
I love it.
And yes, Tyler’s the same amazing sculptor who made the Alfies for Spokane and Kansas City. For those he had old hood ornaments to work from, but the dragon he made from scratch.
Current Mood: null
Another Thanksgiving has arrived.
One of my favorite holidays.
Here’s hoping all my friends, fans, and readers are having a great day. I have a lot of things to be thankful for, and you are one of them.
Current Mood: happy
Yesterday another birthday came and went.
(And thanks to all those who sent me cards and emails. You’re very kind. Love you all).
I had a good day with family and friends, but…
How did that happen?
Seems like only yesterday I was one of the Young Turks of Science Fiction.
What a long strange trip it’s been…
And I still have a ways to go, I hope. Lots of stories still to tell.
(And yes, Mr. Prufrock, I still eat peaches).
Current Mood: contemplative
I don’t often comment on current events, but the story about the passenger that United Airlines beat bloody and dragged off a flight — for no reason but to accomodate some of their own deadheading employees, and despite the fact that he had a ticket that he’d bought and paid for and was doing nothing but sitting peacefully in his assigned seat — has me seeing red.
Jimmy Kimmel said it better than I could.
I stand with Jimmy, with Alan Grayson, and with millions of other ordinary Americans from coast to coast who were outraged by these videos, and by the mealy-mouthed corporate bullshit the United’s CEO chose to offer afterwards.
One point Jimmy did not raise: in what world does an airline employee’s need to get to his next flight take precedence over a doctor’s need to return to his hospital?
The “police” who dragged the man off the plane and beat him do not deserve the name of police officers, and should be fired immediately. “They were just following orders” is no excuse.
The United CEO should also resign. He’s a disgrace.
I am old enough to remember when airlines were regulated, and passengers had rights. But we deregulated the airlines, and now passengers are cattle. The present rule seems to be just what Kimmel says: do what we say, or else. You may have given us your money, but we owe you nothing.
And here’s the cherry for your (bloody) sundae: United has also announced plans to begin charging passengers for carry-on luggage.