After endorsing Biden/Harris, Dwayne Johnson has added new meaning to, ‘as dumb as a rock.’

Writing about politics is like refereeing a gun battle between the Hatfields and McCoy’s.

COVID-19 has turned me into a dog. I wander around the house looking for food, told ‘no’ if I get too close to people and excited about the idea of a car ride.

Beeps and soft hisses sounded as she struggled to find her mind in the dark cloud cocooning her. Slowly, she swam to the surface of her consciousness, batting her eyes open to a hospital room.

She felt hazy, as if she’d slipped from her body and the two parts had not yet reformed her single self. As she looked about, eyes working to adjust, fighting off an unnatural dizziness that made it hard to see, hard to focus.

Then, with a start she saw the man sitting beside her bed, counting his rosary beads.

“I said it works,” he smiled.

First off, I have a new job as a reporter/photographer for the Comstock Chronicle and Dayton Valley Dispatch, both based in Virginia City, Nevada. And while I’m excited about the new position, I’m also excited about the very idea that this is the same town in which Mark Twain worked as a reporter.

As I think about this weekend, I want to tell you everything, but I really can’t, as there was way too much happening.  So instead, I am going to stick to my high-lights.

Flash! I walked into ‘Trump Country,’ with seemingly every person in support of the President, so I felt at home in a way, as I was able to connect with what I like to call ‘like-minded fellow-Constitutionalists.’

Dreamy, dreamy.

I’ll also admit that some  were a lot more supportive of Trump than others.

The sign in this photograph is the most famous sign in all the US. I lost how many times I was asked by women, partially clad and half-unclad if they could pose with it, so I could take their picture using their cellphones.

You should also understand, that this is the weekend of the now-canceled “Street Vibrations Fall Rally.” It was removed from the schedule of events back in July, keeping with Governor Sisolak’s order that no more than 50 people may attend an event at a single time.

Many bikers, riders and tourist came from Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Utah, California, and Nevada, to participate in protest against the state shutdowns throughout the West, while others simple came, having no idea that the ‘un-rally’ was even happening. At any rate and unlike other places, we all had a peaceable time, albeit noisy due to the rumbling and roaring of motorcycles.

While my engine’s admittedly overheated, I still gotta newspaper article to write.

At first she stood still, frozen in her inability to comprehend her surroundings. Then she saw the ripples the emanated from where she stood; water filled the floor, if that really was what it might be.

“Hello?” she said. Only a faint echo answered.

She stepped forward and cascaded over the edge of a dark fluid-filled abyss. Then the space above her opened up and bloomed a brilliant blue.

Sky and clouds, followed by bone-jarring thuds as she passed through the limbs of an elm tree, coming to a slamming halt atop a Buick. Then a deeper darkness engulfed her.

Without understand that she had some how reconstituted, the gun-wielding woman found herself several feet beyond the park bench. She was still seated and her arm, gun still in hand, outstretched as if ready to pull the trigger.

With no time to react, she fell backward on you her butt and back. The sudden loss of gravity was violent, and she struck the back of her head hard on a partially buried stone near the base of a maple tree.

Her vision swirled and her consciousness slipped. She woke in a black space, no walls, no ceiling and no floor.

The Ninth Circuit has overturned the death of Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

The rioting violence in Louisville, Kentucky is predicated on media lies, perpetuating a false narrative which is being used by anarchists to create societal chaos.

The media claimed that the police executed a ‘no-knock warrant,’ which is a lie. The fact is that they knocked and announced themselves for so long and so loud that neighbors began to wonder what all noise was.

The media also claimed that the police were at the wrong house or address, but that’s a lie, too. They were knocking on Taylor’s door in part because in 2016 police found the dead body of Fernandez Bowmen in the trunk of a vehicle that was rented by Taylor.

Taylor was also collecting and stashing her boyfriends drug money. Her name was on the warrant and there was an additional warrant to search her car.
She’s on jailhouse recordings talking about dealing drugs with her boyfriend. Also, she wasn’t an EMT at time of her death, having been fired in 2017 for selling drugs from the back of an ambulance.

Finally, this same media claimed she was in bed, asleep, when she was shot but that’s also a lie. She was in the hallway next to her boyfriend when he fire on a police officer. Officers fired back in self-defense, striking her either because of her proximity to the shooter or because she’d become an unwilling human-shield.

Do not believe everything the media is reporting. Do your own independent fact-checking.

A flame erupted from the barrel of the gun and a puff of gray-white smoke enveloped her hand. The woman was surprised that she could see all of this as it grew more and more slow in her sight.

Then the scene began to twist counterclockwise. At first she thought the bullet was sucking the man into it, but then she new it was herself being twisted, tight like the red and white stripes of a candy cane, behind the wake of the projectile.

Once inside the vortex, time sped up, and eventually she began oozing out the other side.