Obergefreiter (Lance corporal) Adolf Hitler steps out of his bunker and survives an incoming shell that obliterates the bunker and everyone in it.  He was apparently protected from on high.

  I abhor water so I am sitting by a fearless crane that would not move even when I rebuked him. 

     Early work about 5/12.  No reason to post this at all.  I think I was throwing scraps away and decided to keep this.  I think.

       My family has been coming to the coast since the early 60's, and my grandparents from way before that.  We would rent a bungalow in Port Aransas and spent a week or two during the summer.  This was hands down the best part of being a kid.      Today I got a really good flattop at Carrol's in Fulton.  When I left I saw my brother and me circa 1969 run past.  When I realized what I had seen I looked around but the kids were nowhere in sight.  I walked out on a pier where they must have been headed but there was no one.  I take this to mean ... but speculation is pointless.       This may even be a promise of a second chance. 

     Basil II, King or Basileus of Constantinople, got tired of the constant trouble with the Bulgarians.  Following the battle of Kleidion (July 29 1014) he defeated the Bulgarian King Samuel and captured 15,000 of his men.  Basil blinded them all, leaving one man out of a hundred with one eye to lead the other 99 home.  King Samuel died of a stroke when he saw his men return.  End of Bulgarian troubles.      If I was in charge of Border Security, I have some ideas that will discourage this third world invasion.

     The heat is brutal out here and I look forward to the end of the day.  Watching the sun go down is something that I relate to, metaphorically and aesthetically.  The sun is setting on America, and the darkness will be permanent.       Nothing like ice cold beer to ease the light to night.

     Here I am trying to convince my cat Thomas Jonathan Jackson, aka "Stoney", to drop another fence lizard.  He is my mightiest hunter, and is wiping out the lizards.  When I moved here, there were few cats and none in my pasture.  Fence lizards look like horny toads with long tails.  I enjoy watching them and do not like them being killed.  I can always tell when Stoney has one by his over casual saunter as he heads under the trailer for a lizard session.  I can get the lizard about half the times that I see this going on.  However, eviscerated reptiles are a daily affair.