Author Archives: Robert Hubbard

The Latte is flowing at the office today. Ha. The boys are here. Yesterday, it was an all-girl crew and they were working even harder than today’s mixed crew. The fellow known as Simon is very fit, very friendly. His is a perfect v shape and there are very well defined muscles showing through thatContinue reading “October 17, 2020”

Behind the gun today. A late start (which bothers the dickens out of me) and a hurried bit of being overwhelmed have put me out of sync with my world. I see boogey-men and women surrounding me. It is a real chore to keep moving and not allow myself to be angry when the ordinarinessContinue reading “October 16, 2020”

Birth Anniversary Number 70 My fingers are rapidly twisting, now. The arthritis seems to be taking a faster pace, moving the smaller bones around. A combination of twisty fingers and crepe paper skin make me nearly unrecognizable to myself. Sigh. The joint problems have been with me a while and aren’t that big a deal,Continue reading “October 13, 2020”

There was no finalpuff and gone.Awareness played at tag alongto wake in this articulated bed,bright lights and physiciansswimming overhead.“Wow! You almost bought it,”an unseen someone said. I gasped in thought, “Not quite bought?”..to learn a mortgage unpaid stillon my imagined space under the low hill.With free movement frozen by tubes and wires,leaving desire’s last worldContinue reading “The Other Side”

You have: a murder of crows, a flock of seagulls, a shrewdness of apes, an obstinacy of buffalo, a clowder of cats, a fluffle of bunnies, a mob of cattle.. I have: a mess of dishes. I have been eating my way through the pandemic and the U.S. election campaign. I have a mess ofContinue reading “October 9, 2020”

Something is in the air these past few days. There have been mistakes made, some serious, some less so. I was up and about, participating in mundane life and working with my hands to help folks. I cooked dinner for friends, assembled a garden shed for my sister-in-law. I carried some things back and forthContinue reading “October 8, 2020”

All we need from Donald Trump is some sort of ‘enabling act’ and we will have our return to 1935 Germany. It’s true, he is puffing up as the grand cock, about to take control of the barnyard. The great orange cock is filled with hate. He may have no wacky little beard and weContinue reading “October 1, 2020”

Poor Starbucks. They have not had my requisite tea (English Breakfast) for several days now. This is a major problem and has upset my equilibrium in serious fashion. Without my tea, I am dizzy, in a tizzy. I don’t know who I am anymore. The muse? (such as he/she is) has taken a break, aContinue reading “September 29, 2020”

Fairness. The forces of evil. Forces for good. Changes. So what. We are, the world is on the cusp of social and governmental (what is often refered to as seismic) transformation. Very soon, things ain’t goin’ to be the same. Populism, capitalism and Covid have guaranteed, inked, signed on the bottom line a contract thatContinue reading “September 28, 2020”

Changes To Fishermen It is time eachadditional day not feela storm-driven giant,traveling great distanceto break at shore or,worse, some grand ground swell that boredown it’s full weight on hapless anglers. We may swallow a bit by accident,scooping pailsful to save the dinghy,but won’t be swamped any more.We shall survive by careful increments,with an eye onContinue reading “September 24, 2020”