Category Archives: Tales from the front lines

Thank you very much

Posted on November 26, 2020 by David Blaska

Don’t mind all the cars out front, they’re stolen. When down in the basement there arose such a clatter, the gray lab coats at Blaska Policy Werkes awoke to see what was the matter. What to their wondrous eyes did appear, … Continue reading →

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We’re gathering indoors to give thanks

Posted on November 20, 2020 by David Blaska

Mass or otherwise! The devil struggling for the remnants of Blaska’s soul is proposing that the irascible bloggeur assemble a small fleet of automobiles, pick-up trucks, bicycles, and tour buses. The vehicles will be parked in the driveway, on the … Continue reading →

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Boaters ply the Big Muddy for Trump

Posted on September 6, 2020 by David Blaska

Trump + flotilla = a ‘Trumptilla’ Don’t call me Lucky. Call me Lucky, Lucky, Lucky, Lucky. (As the late great Lyman Anderson insisted.) Did we ever luck out! Brother Bill, Sister Jane, Squire Blaska and the Lovely Lisa joined our … Continue reading →

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Hey Democrats, quit kvetching and pick the flowers

Posted on August 22, 2020 by David Blaska

Grievance is not a governing philosophy It’s all too beautiful (as the Small Faces sang), this twenty-second day of August 2020, on the Blaska Experimental Work Farm (and Penal Colony).  The phlox is in full bloom — pink, purple, and … Continue reading →

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We’re planted in low clover

Posted on May 24, 2020 by David Blaska

“It’s summertime summertime sum sum summertime Summertime summertime sum sum summertime” — the Jamies, 1958.  Just like that, it’s summer in southern Wisconsin this beautiful Sunday, Memorial Day weekend. A goodly rain Saturday preceded today’s sunshine and temperatures in the … Continue reading →

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Letter from mother on Mother’s Day

Posted on May 10, 2020 by David Blaska

My brother Richard is the youngest of six siblings. Our mother died March 3, 1981 of a sudden heart attack. Richard writes: Helen and I were pen pals. I think we wrote never less than monthly.  While living alone in San … Continue reading →

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