No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
Another month, somehow, under our collective social distancing belts, and here at least April departs on two positive notes: there was a Parks and Recreation pandemic special, and I’ve already placed my regular breakfast order online for tomorrow morning’s takeout re-opening of Johns Street Cafe . After breakfast, I need to decide what to pursue first (since each choice means spending money): getting one of those vacuum units into which you sweep your floors, because I’m pretty sure it will bring me to sweep more often; or getting that screen door to work on trimming down and hopefully install, so that my mother-in-law cottage becomes more pleasant in the warming weather (and so my cats can see me if I’m sitting outside on the landing reading a book).