Author Archives: Kelsey
Solemn Day
My thoughts today run towards some lyrics from the song The Gambler, by Kenny Rogers. Every hand’s a winner, and every hand’s a loser, but the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep. Not sure … Continue reading
Appalachian Memories
Been watching a documentary about the Appalachians, the accent, and a bit of the lifestyle. I have found it interesting because of some relatives and a couple trips to their homelands when was a child. My specific relatives were the … Continue reading
Recent Thoughts On The Living
I am getting old enough that I am feeling it. Spring has come, and the work along with it, and I am feeling it every day. But we are getting lots done, and are looking forward to a good year … Continue reading
Only The Good Die Young, By Billy Joel–And Thoughts On Mending That
Come out Virginia, don’t let ’em waitYou Catholic girls start much too lateAw but sooner or later it comes down to faithOh I might as well be the one Well, they showed you a statue, told you to prayThey built … Continue reading
Lori Laughlin
Many years ago, when I was in my mid twenties, I was asked by an friend if I wanted to go with him to a taping of an episode of Full House. I was living in Ventura at the time, … Continue reading
Scam E-mails
“Hello! I have very bad news for you. 21/10/2018 – on this day I hacked your OS and got full access to your account me@kelseybacon.com So, you can change the password, yes… But my malware intercepts it every time. How … Continue reading
Anti-Social Media
For the last six months, I have not been active on Social Media. For me, that means Facebook, in particular. Friends there may not have noticed, which is to be expected among all of the noise on it, and not … Continue reading
Webhosting
$197.40 Paid today, good till March 17, 2020.
The Flaming Yammy
I was there that Saturday night when it flashed in and out of existence, one of hundreds of thousands of events that takes place in some American diner on a Saturday night, after most of the older people have gone … Continue reading
The Sibyl Marston
In 1990 I was on the beach at Surf, next to Lompoc, California. I took a stroll down, and found a shipwreck there, a wooden hull with metal lining, protruding out of the sand. Now, obviously, I don’t mean I … Continue reading