Right now, motorcycles, booze, and shooting pool at the local bar. Oh, and staying away from the news as much as I can.

The Felonious Orange is such an idiotic jackass, a back street level grifter, who made the big time, who somehow has won over the less capable of rational thought, in droves. So much so, they not only tolerate his antics, and his crimes, but in some weird way they worship the frigging idiot.

So yeah, I need distraction, to avoid the Great Distraction, that is this so called presidency. It’s either that, or I’m headed for the Great Depression, not the economic sort, but that may yet happen too. The Great Distraction, all the bullshit we see the Orange Felonious doing/saying, is simply a smoke screen to cover up the behind the scenes super grifting, the overwhelming assault on immigrants/brown people by the Nazi-fied ICE types, him doing his best to pretend he’s a tough guy, and the simultaneous dismantling of our democracy. Never, has this country been as low as it has stooped, at this moment in time.

I need distractions.

An old musician friend/accomplice of mine stopped by on his bike yesterday. I rolled mine out and we went for a ride. Wound up stopping at an old bar, that the band we used to play in was pretty much a house band at. We played that place a LOT. Kept butts out of the seats and on the dancing floor we did.

There weren’t many people there, but in conversation we mentioned we used to play here quite a bit, and some patrons remembered us! One guy actually ran home, and grabbed an old picture of us playing, and brought it back to show us. Talk about a Glory Days* moment. A pleasant distraction.

Good distractions, to avoid the Great Distraction, and the pilfering of our country, are fine by me. I highly recommend you find some good distractions too, while we see how this ride we are on pans out. With any luck the snarling, red hat, nimrod base, may go woke, or implode, or something.

* Song, Glory Days, The Boss, otherwise known as Bruce Springsteen.