The 2025 Batworks is done. The bats are easy and fun to make. But, old eyes and old fingers are challenged by needles and fine black thread.
The main task today was to vote.
En route to the bus stop, I see a cloud of smoke. WTF?
Mistook a mechanic for fascism — an honest mistake in 2025.
Hopped on the bus for a quick ride out to what I call the Police Station. I think they call themselves a “Government Center”. Everything was fully operational. No waiting. I was planning on Ubering back to The Asylum, but my app said that the bus was only one light away. Seemed silly to pay more and wait longer for Uber.
People, we gotta vote. Even in the off-year elections. Even if our candidate has no chance of winning. Even if we hate all the candidates. Even if we think our vote doesn't count. If we don't vote, for sure it doesn't count.
