“We are Forerunners. Guardians of all that exists. The roots of the Galaxy have grown deep under our careful tending. Where there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soil. Our strength is a luminous sun, towards which all intelligence blossoms… And the impervious shelter, beneath which it has prospered.”

Monday morning with George Dubya

Monday morning with George Dubya

The weekends go by way too damn fast, it must be said. Still and all, for those of us in the northern hemisphere, at least we only have another two weeks of winter to go – unless that uppity groundhog over in Punxsutawney has something to say about it. I gather...
Monday morning McQueening

Monday morning McQueening

The older I get, the faster the weekends seem to go by. No matter how much I sleep, or how many hours of video games I manage to squeeze in (which, to be fair, is not very many, not any more), there never seems to be enough Saturday to go around. And then it’s...
Monday morning weary of Wakandans

Monday morning weary of Wakandans

Ah hell, it’s Monday again. The first Monday of February, too, which for my money is the single most depressing month of the year. The reason why is simple: you know spring is right around the corner, but there is still one more month of winter weather to endure, and...
Monday morning digestion demolition

Monday morning digestion demolition

Another week, another Monday, and another tedious effort to drag oneself out of bed and off to work. For those of you on the Eastern Seaboard of the US, today was probably particularly difficult, given the mother of all snowstorms apparently slammed into the country...
Monday morning Ameliagating

Monday morning Ameliagating

The weekends are definitely way too bloody short. I am absolutely certain at this point that I got robbed of a solid six hours yesterday, somehow. I have no idea exactly how it happened, but all I know is that I woke up this morning thinking it was still the weekend,...
Monday morning Tater peeling

Monday morning Tater peeling

For some strange reason, it really feels like the weekends have gotten MUCH shorter since the New Year started. This is not a good thing, at all. I had only just started to recover from going back to work, after a rather pleasant holiday, and then it was straight back...
Monday morning chop-socky

Monday morning chop-socky

Well, 2025 is now firmly in the rear-view mirror, and given how insane the first FIVE DAYS of 2026 have been, I have a sneaking feeling that most of us will be asking if we can get it back, despite how nuts that year was. We just witnessed the US government basically...
Monday morning underworlding

Monday morning underworlding

The days are getting shorter, but the season is getting ever more festive. We are, after all, only ten days away from the best day of the year – Christmas. (That is, if you follow the Western calendar. For my Eastern Orthodox brethren that follow the old Julian...
Monday morning with Father Ted

Monday morning with Father Ted

Well that weekend zipped by far too quickly – though it certainly was an enjoyable one, at least for me. I was able to see a great band play live on Friday night, and as a consequence, quite happily lost most of my vocal range the next day. The older I get,...
Monday morning Ferrari failing

Monday morning Ferrari failing

That weekend was definitely defective… I thought it was going to be restful and quiet, but it turned out to be absolutely NOTHING of the sort. I ended up getting far less sleep on Sunday than I do on a weekday. This had to do with planning my upcoming Christmas...