The news gets more bizarre and surreal by the day; I can’t even begin to comprehend or talk about it.  That’s why I stick to mundane homey things I can get behind.  I’m just living for the day these deranged pervs finally fragment and decompose into  the putrefying crap they really are, and leave us the hell alone to restore sanity.  I can’t even find words filthy enough to describe these degenerates.  It’s so heartening to see so many young non-white leaders stepping up and winning elections and demonstrating how it’s done.

Now back to hearthy things.  It seems I live among pickleholics.  This latest humongous batch won’t last long.  When they’re not inhaling giant pickles, they’re making them out of anything they can find.

Avdi made this wonderful aromatic hot spiced cider, which is just what you need on a cold, windy evening.  I took mine outside to watch my micro-garden glow light show.  I made this hearty beef-barley-mushroom-veg. soup from leftovers.

E had some school friends over to talk shop, including “Mercutio” of R&J fame.  Y wanted to hang out with them, as he did with K’s previous MTG (Magic The Gathering) crew the other night.  It’s a good sign.  It’s also nice that everyone can feel safe and welcome at Avdi’s.

LBNL, here are some of my green roommates at home, trying like me to survive the coming winter.