I wrote this while incensed at Agent Orange and those like him, which I am nearly all the time. This is what they call channeling your anger into more appropriate venues. 😉
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Copyright © March 2017 by Theo Fenraven
THE QUEER REVOLUTION
Vice President Monroe met President Conroy in a small private conference room. They sat opposite each other at the polished oak table, not saying anything while the IT tech finished sweeping the room for electronics.
Dave Monroe thought Bobby Conroy looked tired, even stressed. He tightened his lips. It’s about to get a whole lot worse, you stupid son of a bitch. Dave had been VP for almost a year, and he’d come to hate Conroy with a passion he reserved for wife beaters and child abusers.
The tech left with his equipment, and they were alone. There were no windows in this room, and not much in the way of decor, so there was nowhere to look except at each other. Continue reading
I’ve been driving around a lot with the camera lately. I’d use the moped, but it’s not working right. It either needs a valve job, the carburetor looked at, or perhaps even new gas. Hopefully, I’ll find someone to look at it soon. In the meantime, it’s the damn car for me or anywhere I can easily walk.
Speaking of walking, I strolled a couple of nearby streets and heard something chittering at me from the woods. I crept closer and spotted this gray squirrel. I figured it was either guarding a nest or simply in a pissy mood. 😉 Remember: all photos are clickable for original size. Continue reading
This canal has no name, so I refer to it by the nearest street. It’s between my place and R’s, and I’ve noticed several times it draws wading birds.
This morning, on my way home from a visit, I saw there was quite a group, so I parked, left Suki in the car, and took my camera over there. I didn’t stay long; although the temp was cool, I always worry about Suki when she’s in the car.
It was overcast, but you can see there were a lot of birds there. There were even a couple of ducks. Because I didn’t want to scare them, I kept my distance. The next couple of shots illustrate just how good the zoom is on my camera. Continue reading
I impulsively drove over to Corkscrew after lunch, determined to get some interesting photos. Alas, the birds weren’t around, but I did see plenty of lizards and dragonflies.
As usual, the Eastern Pondhawk followed me along the trail, landing close by again and again. Click on photos to see larger.
I waded across the field, brushing the tall stalks with light hands. All I could see of Sean were his arms, raised above the grass as he conducted. “Practicing?”
His silvery laughter floated up from the ground. “How am I doing?” Butterflies moved in the air above him, answering his silent request.
The nearer I got to him, the slower I went. I didn’t want to step on him by accident. “You managed to call them. Now ask them to do something for you.”
“Ask, not tell?” Continue reading