The latest post — the very latest post, and it’s 3:00 am in the gosh-darned morning, and I haven’t a clue yet what we’re going to experience together in our soup-de-jour of the day, which  is, of course, a unique and lively BardoTown tour.

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As I sit here in the middle of the night, wondering what to say that could possibly mean anything to anyone anyhow, it dawned upon me to take a quick look to see if there are any decent candidates for the day’s excursion through BardoTown. Continue reading →

So things look just a wee bit better now that Boring Biden has stepped aside. What’s needed is  hero, a street-fighter who isn’t too shy to bite the other ear off what’s his name. Continue reading →

Here, at last, is or are the key or keys to the kingdom. Well, actually, they’re the videos to the end of the tour. Continue reading →

You’ll find here a rather swift taylor-made set of videos designed to swirl you away into a further dimension. Continue reading →

this ought to get you in the mood for upscaling to the next dimension. Continue reading →

Welcome to the BardoTown Tour bus terminal. Do you speak Morse Code??? Continue reading →

paragraph one: the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. That’s how you get the typing job — that sentence has everything needed to detect bad typing skills. Continue reading →

It can only be said twice: “the red river rises roaring riddles”, and once uttered, remains a mystery to be unveiled only at the crossing of the gate. Continue reading →

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