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9/17/2019 · 2:03 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
sometimes waiting and watching is all you can do. The weather has been oscillating quite a bit this... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 1:30 pm· Jaime · Good Bye Blue Sky
It's summer. We don't adventure much in the summer. It's too hot & buggy. We hibernate and wait... | Read More

9/1/2019 · 2:25 am· Trouble · Good Bye Blue Sky
So how goes the summer of adventure? Inquiring minds want to know.... | Read More

6/6/2018 · 12:46 am· Michael (Net2007) · My friend, my friend, (s)he’s got a knife
I've often felt this way, it's strange and divisive times in many ways. As far as this goes, I... | Read More

7/12/2017 · 4:22 pm· Trouble · Half of Us Are Wrong or in the Alternative, Half of Us Are Right
I've been following the saga and cataloging links of interest that contain more than mere rhetoric.... | Read More


The Autobiography of a Supertramp

Filed under: — Jaime @ 9:30 pm

Through a recommendation by TitaniumDreads at Voodoo Knickers, I managed to track down what I believe is the only free, online copy available of the book The Autobiography of a Supertramp by W.H. Davies.

This was the exact whimsy I was looking for. It’s the true tale (hence autobiography) of W.H. Davies’ days in the U.S., Canada, and the UK as a homeless (by choice) man who tramped around, rode the rails, and saw parts of these countries we can now only imagine. I really enjoyed this book. It has that classic, triumph over hardship thing going on, and that it is true makes it even more special. There was one chapter that made me terribly uncomfortable; it was the one entitled ‘A Lynching’ – I think you’ll be able to guess why even if you don’t get around to reading this book. I definitely recommend this one. It’s a very quick read, although you’ll probably want to cut and paste the book into your own text browser because the freepages site is just plain ugly (and yes it turns to actual text after chapter three).

Now that the summer weather is here, I’m back into adventure novel mode. On my plate right now is Rafael Sabatini’s Captain Blood. I’m only a few chapters in, but I’m liking it so far. I’ll get you a more complete review when I’m done with it.

Remember beachcombers -reading’s for the cool kids. What has been your book of choice these days?


Mr. Howard?

Filed under: — Jaime @ 8:11 pm

If Nicolas Sarkozy loses the French Presidential election, NBC should consider picking him up as an extra for The Office, playing Ryan Howard’s (B.J Novak) father.





Filed under: — Jaime @ 9:41 pm

Now that I’ve rejoined the world of contact wearers, I’ve started to notice peoples’ sunglasses a lot more. So what gives with the bug-eyed look so many females are sporting these days? This style:

C’mon ladies. What are you doing here? I realize much of what is fashionable defies all logic, but this is beyond the pale. I mean, even Elton John gave up on these freak glasses a decade ago. It is not cool to look like an insect; it’s not and I won’t be convinced otherwise. If I see you wearing these, I will laugh at you. I promise. You look like a little kid playing dress-up with grandma’s throw-aways.



Filed under: — Jaime @ 10:27 pm

On this day, one of the holiest to Christians everywhere, I was subject to one of the most obnoxious acts of sacrilege imaginable. It came to me in the form of a Glenn Beck weekend broadcast.

Let me preface this by saying that, once upon a time, I was a Glenn Beck radio show fan. This was before he got his television show on CNN Headline news and turned into a Heaven’s Gate-esque cultist. Once he got his tv show, Glenn Beck began incorporating Coast to Coast AM end of the world talk with all the gloom and doom and without any of the fun. His end-times rants became too overwhelming and I quit listening.

Fast-forward to today. I am in the shower and when in there, I like to listen to talk radio. Unfortunately, the local AM radio stations around here leave a lot to be desired when it comes to talk. I was stuck to listen to a weekend rebroadcast of the Glenn Beck show. Surprise of all surprises, he was talking religion, it being a rebroadcast of his leading-up-to-Easter show. So what does this two-bit religious hustler do? He sets his own narrative of the sacrifice of Christ to – you better be sitting down for this – songs from Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon.

How dare he! How dare this scheister set his personal take on religious myths to the music of the greatest band of all times?!? This was an affront to Pink Floyd fans everywhere. Roger Waters did not write such timeless, classic lyrics only to have them used as a backdrop for Glenn Beck’s religious profiteering.

Beck, you can hustle your Jesus tales to make a quick buck any day of the week. I could give two craps. But leave the Floyd out of it, you huckster. You sicken me. May you riot in hellfire.


Recent Reads

Filed under: — Jaime @ 9:00 pm

I recently worked my way through two short books, novellas as it were, I suppose. The first was The Enormous Room by one of my all time favorite poets, E.E. Cummings. This book is an autobiographical perspective of the folks with whom Cummings spent time in a French prison during World War I. While it had a few dry parts, on the whole, the book was quite enjoyable and an easy read. You’ll want to have a little knowledge of the French language or access to babelfish handy to truly comprehend everything Cummings says in the book. What struck me as most interesting is the reason why Cummings was jailed in the first place. A friend of his, with whom he was serving in a French ambulance corps, had written letters home criticizing the French government. Both Cummings and his friend were locked up for nearly a year because of these letters. Pretty scary, but it does lend credence to the historians that cite this era as the foundation of civil rights in America. All in all a pretty a good book and one I’d recommend to you beachcombers.

The second itty-bitty book was Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness. This is one of those books that all the English-major-types rave about and insist others must read. Now that I’m through with it, I don’t get the hype. It was tedious at best. The literary theme of ‘darkness’ (from which much of the hype arises) seemed forced and not very well developed. Had the story ended shortly after ‘the horror! the horror!’ it may have redeemed itself, but the closing paragraphs were a pathetic and uninteresting way to end an rather dull story.

So now I’m looking for something more whimsical, and of course free and available online, to read. I’ll take any suggestions you beachcombers may have. Just no more Conrad. I’d rather watch paint dry.

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