Shouts and Hollers

Opening salvo ...

There's nothing quite like an impending election, in the immediate wake of New Hampshire's primary, to get the blood stirring. That's especially true in the aftermath of a brutal mid-winter storm that's battered the area, dropped trees like chaff, and bathed western Nevada in an inversion — perhaps the perfect runup to the Nevada caucus that is ten days hence. That's what we need: a steady stream of Dems and 'publicans wandering lost through the Nevada grass roots of Austin or Manhattan or Berlin or for that matter, Gabbs or Winnemucca, pressing the flesh for votes while surrounded by pogonip (aka "freezing fog"). Long live our surroundings, and may this confound our foes!

As a start on blogging, this is just a placeholder. No doubt in time we're all going to be maintaining these things, and as an on-line expression of concern and thoughts, I reckon this is as good a way to begin as any.

My best to you all ... and find some entertaining books and magazines to read, too!