The first George Winston album I ever heard got hold of me in 1983 and has never been far from me since.
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The first George Winston album I ever heard got hold of me in 1983 and has never been far from me since.
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Published October 12, 2025
Continued good luck this month and next month would make for one of the quietest hurricane seasons for the U.S. in years. I don’t like our situation for when our luck turns bad.
Cuts to federal agencies, including FEMA, don’t bode well for our storm preparation or response. I’ll keep metaphorically crossing my fingers, as I have for months.
Stay away, I say every time I see a map showing a storm system developing in the Atlantic.
I can only imagine the shitshow we’d see if a major storm hit the States. I’d love it if we dodged such trouble for years to come, but it’s not likely. I can’t believe our luck this year.
A month after NOAA’s caution in early August that an above-normal hurricane season was still likely, we found out why things were calmer than predicted.
Hurricane season runs from June 1 to November 30. But as we’re reminded this weekend, a nor’easter can cause big problems. Hoping everyone in the New Jersey/New York area comes out of this okay.
Edited to add: Somehow I didn’t know about the remnants of the typhoon flooding Alaska. Keeping them in my thoughts.
Sending love. Protect your peace.
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Unless you consider today’s Emergency Naked Bike Ride to be a problem, Portland remains Portland. It’s not the hellscape the Trump administration would have you believe.
People are having fun.
(Brief glimpses of nudity in the background of the video below.)
Live from the Emergency Naked Bike Ride 🚲 where the crowd hase just erupted in cheers with the arrival of the Unipipier
— Tim Dickinson (@timdickinson.bsky.social) October 12, 2025 at 2:49 PM
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