…. was a guy who wore a paper bag over his head. He could say anything outrageous. Hey, he was unknown…
Got distracted. Missed a few days. HB. It’s the worst political season I can remember. Everyone is shaking their heads. Doom! Well, the candidates for the fall election have been anointed. No one is pleased. It’s one country. But there are lots of opinions. Nasty, mean, lost civility, things promise to be worse. I remember a time when a politician’s career was sunk if he was divorced. Impeachment, improper acts, lewdness, insults, oh my, the future first lady could have naked images on the internet. It’s pretty bizarre. There is a two party system. No choice otherwise. It’s narrow. Hold your nose. Vote. You can’t make anyone happy any time at all. Where have all the moderates gone? There is no compromise and the winner takes all and the loser will be sore for a long long time. Welcome to the future. Sand sculpture has gone commercial. Innocence lost…. HB
Sunny California. There’s a drought on. So yes, it’s sunny. We were on a tight schedule. No time to dawdle. So we got to the beach and had to get a move on. The reason is that we had to get to the drive-in movie by dark. Wow! So I got a couple pictures. Hey, I live on the Red Sea. So the lack of time at the beach was not too terrible. Of course you don’t see artwork on the beach where I am.
From abaya to nude art, that’s a pretty big leap from where I am. Ah, there’s plenty of sand in the dessert but no naked mermaids in the sand. They have to be here already, right?