It’s snowing. In May. I am constantly underestimating the universe’s penchant for irony. The Guv’ lifted the ban on golf, and I made my first tee time. Now I didn’t fall off the Turnip Cart, so I wisely made a bet that it would rain. Silly me. I have to learn to think BIG. I just made my second tee time for next week – I’m thinking locusts next Saturday. Get your crops in. Remember the old mantra about camp food? It sucks – and there’s not enough of it. Well that’s where we a

In my teen years I went through a brief sci-fi period, devouring novels by the likes of Harlan Ellison, Ray Bradbury, and Isaac Asimov. This week I was suddenly struck by a remembrance of a book by Asimov called the “Naked Sun.” In this book an investigator by the name of Elijah Baley travels to a planet called Solaria to look into a murder. This planet is a carefully controlled society, wherein people all communicate by holograms, those three dimensional projections that wer