Kurt R.A. Giambastiani's Blog

the boy stood there as I drove by staring at me as if he'd never seen my like and of course he hadn't

rain, cold, and woodsmoke

I do not recognize my hands, today, 
hide-wrapped and rough, 
fingers moving all as one, a unit lacking youth’s independence

As regular visitors are aware, I have a strong perfectionist streak. My sister and I both struggle with it, but I couldn't tell you if it is nature or nurture that infected us with this scourge. (As with most things, probably a mixture.) But I may have found a cure. At least one that shows promise.

To refresh memories: I'm a sixty-something Boomer who plays video games.

don't give in to the maelstrom's song

with paper before me and a pen in my hand a cloud is rising blooming billowing scudding cumulus nimbus a thunderhead dark foreboding airy bright with paper before me and a brush in my hand a cloud is gradients reflective limned shadowed grey sunlit white rounded flat-topped with paper before me and nothing in my […]

Republicans are blaming the Democrats for the shutdown and, following the standard congressional “I’m rubber, you’re glue” playbook, Democrats are blaming the GOP in turn. That’s a weak, schoolyard response, and I’m sick of that game. Here’s what I want to hear from Democrats:

I was born of Pacific waters

I write to express my strong support for your recent vote to REJECT the continuing resolution to fund the government, and I beg you to hold fast and continue to fight for a negotiated bill that will undo some of the worst effects of the GOP’s efforts