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The 5th episode of AUDIO FLARE GUN is up!  Many thanks to the recording artists who sent their work, or made it available in the public domain.  It feels great to flip the switch that turns on the LIVE ON AIR neon sign (thanks Mom!) and make all of this happen.  Click here to listen to the show that feels “earth-y” and “space-y.”

We love the sun here in the Midwest– at least we love it now because it’s a welcome change.  The daytime highs just got above freezing two weeks ago.  We’ll love the sun until we start complaining about it again like we do every year.  Eventually someone will say something when it’s 10 degrees warmer than they think it should be.  Later in August we will all step outside and our bodies will feel like unwashed waffle irons soaking in a steam bath.  And we’ll smell like them too.  I’ve never understood complaints about the weather.  We’ll welcome the cloudy days and cooler temps in September– but right now we love the sun.

Your suit could tear, you could get a concussion, you could dislocate your shoulder, you could hurt someone else if you land wrong… BE CAREFUL!!!  These are the voices in my head.  Obsessing about potential dangers, injuries, and humiliations can suck all the fun out of life.  It’s the first day of March & soon the weather will be warm enough to splash next to a nun at the pool.  I pray for the courage and spontaneity to do just that.  Amen.

Goodbye potholes.
Goodbye chalky salted roads.
Goodbye homeless mice trying to keep warm in MY house.
Goodbye dripping faucet overnight so my pipes don’t freeze.
Goodbye arctic wind blowing through the cracks in the doors and windows.
Goodbye being too cold to stand by the gas pump so I climb back inside my truck while the tank fills.
Goodbye 4 feet of snow pushed aside by snow plows & covering the sidewalk that forces me to play chicken with cars and trucks in the street.
Goodbye February.

The kids on this album were recorded almost 50 years ago.  They were in grade school & I could have been one of them if I lived in Canada back then.  The honesty, longing, and earnest songs are amazing in my opinion.  I can even imagine my dad at the helm.  I know he enjoyed this kind of participation from his students.  You can click here to listen to and/or purchase Innocence & Despair.

Saw this on Bluesky…

Rodney felt safe because he had a helmet, but he had no idea how he was going to keep his balance on the motorcycle. How would he accelerate or steer or change gears?  These were valid questions for someone born without a body.  He was glad the motorcycle’s headlight was dimmed since he also lacked a tinted visor.

Space… it was the final frontier until artificial intelligence (AI) made it possible to mash up Star Trek, a diner, and cows… I wonder what it would look like if I included Batman and Ghandi… let’s see…

I hired a handyman & gave him a to-do list…
when I got home only items 1,3, and 5 got done…
turns out he only does odd jobs.

The TV stand, the ochre shades, the dim lighting– how did the past catch up to me?  I’ve either fallen asleep watching old MTV videos, or I’ve scrolled across someone’s AI creation online.  Oh yeah, a little ubiquitous thing called the internet makes time travel not only possible, but addictive if taken in too many doses… now I’m hungry for Doritos.  *sigh*