Season of the Witch

when I look out my window, so many sights to see

It's a cold morning with a hot cup of coffee as I prepare for Hallowe'en...

and I know a couple of chicks who could use a new broomstick

Space Cowboy

I'm a Space Cowboy, bet you weren't ready for that

Was I the only one who saw the rocket during Sunday's sunset? I couldn't find any info on any launch anywhere, but it was awesome

The News-Press has released Wendy's election endorsements and WHOOPEE! it's all the usual suspects...I'm shocked!

but we do need to get rid of a few Democrats...Gregg "Smiley" Hart is destroying my highway neighborhood along with Das Williams so both these stoner clowns gotta go...

bike path construction!!

and I'm  watching them over-build the insane bikepath from Santa Claus Lane to the Carp Ave exit and they got more heavy equip than they used to over-build the highway!! and they've enclosed an area with barbed-wire fencing right next to the Salt Marsh and major bird and wildlife corridor...barbed-wire is for maiming, hurting or killing living things...CALTRANS are dumbasses

Bike Path Update

Living by the highway, I see a lot of things nobody else can see..and I saw CALTRANS/GRANITE pour a portion of the new Santa Clause Lane bike path last week-looka like an 8 million dollar sidewalk-but then today, I saw them dig it all up...now why would they do that?? I am furious!!!

new portion poured last week

and dug up today!!!

and lastly, cats do not kill large numbers of birds because cats can't fly...more myths from the nativists...

there's plenty of birds out there and I like me some chicken now and then..

The Haunted Palace

And all with pearl and ruby glowing

Was the fair palace door,

Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing

And sparkling evermore

it's October and I'm thinking about Bellosguardo, the Clark Estate, the Mansion on the Hill, so much so that I had a dream about it last night, enhanced by some tart, red wine from Argentina

I was in Santa Barbara and pulled over to park by the legendary East Beach before the City switched to the hideous angled parking scheme where you have to back in and before they gave Cabrillo Blvd to the bicyclists by reducing it to one lane...total vibe kill

but in my dream I saw a big white frog on a fence by the Bird Refuge, which was full of clean fresh water, so I crossed the street with some opposition as Jupiter opposes the moon sometimes..a big truck kept getting in my way

but I made it and there was an old blind dog walking around, and kids everywhere and a tree, a small, beautiful tree with birds on the branches and a pretty, lithesome young girl in a white flowery dress, tending to the leaves and things...I pointed my camera at the tree and she stepped out of the way, I told her I wanted her in the picture, but she just smiled and walked away, then disappeared...

I believe she was the ghost of Huguette Clark and when I woke up, I felt no pain

One Toke Over the Line

sweet Jesus...

These pot farmers in Carp are so full of shit that it blows my fucking mind...first of all, is that Kourtney and Travis groovin' up the highway in a 50s Porsche Roadster? I drove one of these once and I was flying, man...flying!

but back to the issue...I got a letter in the mail from a pot farmer about a County inspection of Farmlane on Cravens Lane...if I want to attend, I need to provide Farmlane with a photo ID for "security purposes" ...they say smoking marijuana makes you mellow but in fact it makes you paranoid...photo ID, my ass

These pot farms are rife with security dogs and cameras so why would they need my ID? because they are full of themselves, that's why

and the website says it wants to "strengthen communities" which is why the county performs compliance inspections, I guess

look, these people are drug dealers and nothing more and thanks to stupid decisions by voters and elected officials, responsible citizens like me have to deal with the stoners...I see them walking down the street toking on a joint or a pipe...some of them come from Casa De Las Flores, the Peoples Self-Help Housing project which really looks like a halfway house...

and we got a pot dispensary looming on Santa Claus Lane...

let me tell you something...that ain't gonna happen