twenty-six hundred

 

Dear Rollers,

Well, here we are again; another hundred days!  I had a few lessons in skating over these last100 days, and we learned a thing kind of like this, under another name.  When I say learned, I mean that I am working on it, and sometimes it comes out not too bad.  Summer is a good time to take a lesson in skating- here is a nearby place you can get lessons, and here is another.

If you feel grumpy and hot and don't want to see any other humans, well then, get yourself one of these (in one of many spiffing colors) and roll around your house and driveway in splendid isolation.  That's where I'll be.

you tangle my emotions

 

Tom Petty's boots.*

Dear Radio Dodo Listener,

Ooooh!  Today's song is so good!  If you have been tuning in for a while, you will see that Tom Petty is often played here; because I love his descriptions of how we feel.  And that is that.  But there is also, the fact that my favorite Petty songs are sung by women.  "Don't Come Around Here No More," is made more, made larger by Rhiannon Giddens.  You'll hear it.  It isn't an opinion, it is a fact.  There is also, as further evidence, Lucinda Williams singing "Changed the Locks."  These versions are peerless.

*  I wonder, too, as I imagine you do, what would it be like if we put our feet in those boots?  How would we walk and where to?  I think about this with the artifacts of other people too; Judy Garland's ruby slippers, Johnny Cash's big black Manuel Cueva's suits, Linda Ronstadt's cub scout uniform, the fantasy of inhabiting those people and places.  I know I'd want to wear these things into the Seven 11, and I would want to smoke heroin, and I wouldn't take any guff wearing these duds, not even from my relatives.

the power

 

   More raised fists.

Dear Comrades,

I have your song for today, and I have a lot of other suggestions, too, but I know you are weary, so let me make my points in bullet form:

Be radical.

Subvert.

Resist.

Speak up.

Don't worry too much about how, because it needs doing in every single possible way.  This is, I hope, The Day.  The day that we will look back on, in our memoirs, recollections, and histories, and we see that this was the day it began in earnest.  These past few months are the days leading up to the overthrow of our oppressive and murderous leaders.  Think forward to the victory; the Universal Basic Income, the housing, the healthcare, the social services, the open borders, the freedom of science, art, and education; the field of daisies that all this will be, must be.

just my way of saying: it's not all bad??

 

Dear Ones,

I have been sulking on The Situation; forgive my absence.  If I don't want to poison others with my desultory feelings of doom, what can I do but stay out of sight and earshot?  A question to be considered, but not to be answered right now, right here.  There are things going on all over, even as fascism continues to roll over us; it is  a slow march down into a deeper hell.

This little mouse is filled with lavender- I made a whole mess of them many years ago and this one was all moth eaten!  Yes, I made them to put in drawers and 'repel' moths!  This one was sitting on the bookshelf.  I decided to repair it with some really lovely sock yarn that I got for free from the wonderful Fiber & Fringe.  The wool it is made of was a from a coat I had made even longer ago, and the tail & ears are of the silk that lined the coat.

Additionally, the lavender was still very strong smelling, as it fell out continually as I repaired the holes, and you know what else?  This repaired one is so beautiful!