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Political Platitudes, Sedition and Treachery

Posted on January 3, 2021 by Mike Slickster

The holidays are history, thank goodness, which were painful for many this time around. Due to not being able to gather with family and friends safely in large numbers, resulting from COVID-19 and a variant thereof (into week 43 of … Continue reading →

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Going to California

Posted on December 13, 2020 by Mike Slickster

On this past Thursday, 10th December, my dad would have been 103 years old. Talk about my feeling older than dirt, for I’m around 40 years behind him, not wanting to reveal my age. He passed away in 2006 and … Continue reading →

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Peace, Love and Rock ‘n’ Roll!

Posted on September 5, 2020 by Mike Slickster

Today, one has to be careful about what they post on the Internet, for nothing is temporary, even if the comments or illustrations are deleted by the poster. Archival websites capture everything and provide dirt on everyone who may have … Continue reading →

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Ode to Depression

Posted on May 31, 2020 by Mike Slickster

We’re still in COVID-19 lockdown in my neck of the woods.Philadelphia is under curfew until 6 a.m. from the violent protests throughout the hood. This world has turned upside down as of late. Our lives are filled with too much … Continue reading →

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Ode To: Why Do I Even Bother?

Posted on September 14, 2019 by Mike Slickster

So much to share and disseminate, but nobody looks or listens;Why do I rack my brain while sweat on my brow glistens?Is it worth it each week on Saturday night to be sittin’,Figuring how the thoughts in my head should … Continue reading →

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Portentous

Posted on July 27, 2019 by Mike Slickster

General feelings about spam e-mails has made decent fodder for past tirades. A recent entry in this journal consisted of bellyaching about all the junk recently landing in the inbox. Seems it has become tolerable again, with maybe one or … Continue reading →

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An Old-Appliance History Lesson

Posted on February 23, 2019 by Mike Slickster

Been living in the same flat for going on twenty-two years at the end of April. This is the longest I’ve stayed in one place, having moved to various locations thirty-nine times previously since birth. That’s a lot of moving … Continue reading →

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Automotive Idiosyncrazy

Posted on July 30, 2018 by Mike Slickster

A little less than two days are left in July, making the month’s fifth week quite short, as seen in the graphic to the left. Blog entries during diminutive weeks like this one are usually nonexistent, and my scheduled tirades … Continue reading →

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Smartphone Mania

Posted on May 12, 2018 by Mike Slickster

By now, those who follow my tirades in this journal know my disdain for people’s constant usage of smartphones, their being glued to the screens while perusing Social Media timelines with the Internet-connected devices never leaving the palms of their … Continue reading →

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Here’s Hoping 2017 Will Make America and the World Happy and Civil Again.

Posted on December 31, 2016 by Mike Slickster

Waiting until a few minutes before 2017 to publish this, I’ve spent portions of my day today writing this final entry for 2016. The way the multitudes of icons have left us suddenly during this past year, I didn’t want … Continue reading →

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