The Cheviot Hills home where Ray Bradbury lived for 50 years was demolished. Here are some before and after images.
Woman diners either side of us at a Mexican restaurant fast good food slap and dash-it-up sit there solo with a fork in their one hand, the smart phone in the other, constant company. The versatility of one hand holding (clapping?) the roll of the thumb moving a screen
in what Ray Bradbury correctly predicted 60 years ago.
I meant to put up on the BH a photograph of his modest home in Los Angeles before the city bulldozed it down.
Who knows for what reason? "It was banal" so says one!
A hex?
Pleasant looking yellow canary settles onto a palm frond home.
Gotta go!
Bradbury one of the marvels who foresaw our authoritarian and screen nightmare culture.
