Afternoon folks!

Here comes some more great stuff... There's some blues albums by Muddy Waters, Howlin' Wolf and Johnnie Taylor. There's some blues-rock with Dr. Feelgood and The Blasters and there's some bluegrass/old timey stuff with Vassar Clements, Country Gazette and John Hartford.

Enjoy!

“Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.”
Pablo Picasso

Tonight I am in a reflective mood, reading past writings on C99. Most fairly recent and an odd one I wrote 5 1/2 years ago are example/s of how our understanding of issues and definitions of specific language has been shifting.

TDS - the three letters get thrown around a bit in conversations today, usually as an insult. The first definition that comes to mind is Total Dissolved Solids - a measurement of particulate matter in water smaller than 2 microns. Then I got used to using Technical Data Sheets to evaluate products. Acronymfinder.com lists 125 definitions and none include the word Trump.

Dig a little deeper and the confusion increases.

Happy Friday everyone. Post any photos, memes, or music you like.

My apologies for anybody that was hoping to see damsels in distress being menaced by fire breathing dragons. Unfortunately all I have tonight are Damselflies and Dragonflies.
To tell the difference between Damselflies and Dragonflies, Damselflies are smaller and have two wings which they fold back along their body when not in flight and Dragonflies have four wings that are always outstretched even when not in flight.

Variegated Meadowhawk

What would our ancestors think of us now?

All of history, millennia actually, is held within these precious moments in time. Held in suspension like an overburdened tear drop, straining from the weight of it's own making. Could any of our predecessors have envisioned our modern world, as it is foreign terrene even to ourselves. I don't know, maybe they could, but I doubt it. Hell, I can't believe it myself.

I came of age in the chaos of the late 60s, an era of change, much like today. It was an existential time, as it is today, for a young man about to reach the age when the government could reach out and rapture you up and spit you out in a jungle in southeast Asia. We were conditioned for that time when it was our turn to serve the empire, our archetypal duty to society, post WW II and Korea. I had been trained for that since the mid 50s, at birth. The television, the movies, the magazines, the comic books, were our teachers. I got a special taste of it in my mid teens.