Giving blood

By John Murphy Friday was Day whatever of the quarantine and the CalTrans Girl had the heat cranked to 70. I was starting to melt. When I protested, she pulled the “It’s my house” argument out of her holster. I hate that. So, I hopped in the Corolla and made a rare foray into theContinue reading “Giving blood”

Sunday morning in post-apocalyptic downtown Redlands

This morning I spent a few hours writing about a soccer player, then headed out to blow off some steam. Let me rephrase that – I left to acquire some necessities, thank you Gov. Newsom. Rage Against the Machine went with me and Zack de la Rocha’s vocals and Tom Morello’s searing guitar provided theContinue reading “Sunday morning in post-apocalyptic downtown Redlands”