Ramblings – Irene North

Some folks to remember instead of celebrating

On 2026-07-02

Other countries used to like us.

I don’t intend on celebrating the fourth of July this year. I was six years old during America’s Bicentennial. I don’t remember much of it and I was really looking forward to the 250th. I feel cheated because Americans have become so stupid they happily elect con men to all facets of government and gleefully clap as they watch these con men plunder America’s wealth reputation. We don’t have a functioning government. We have pedophiles and pedophile protectors enriching themselves as Americans are forgotten and drown in preventable issues.

It still makes me sick

By Irene

On 2026-06-24

In Ramblings

Moments before sunrise, the visitors center at Agate Fossil Beds National Monument is still obscured in fog.

Sometimes, you reach a point in your life where you think, “fuck it. I’m going to tell the story.” I don’t want to hold onto the bullshit anymore. It’s time to tell the story so I can move on.

Finding the positives in a downbeat year

By Irene

On 2026-06-18

In Ramblings

Last weekend, Lewis Hamilton won the Spanish Grand Prix. It was his first race win since joining Ferrari in 2025. He’s told the media he had to remember who he was and what he was capable of. He needed time to figure that out after a disastrous season last year.

A video not just for this Memorial Day, but for every Memorial Day

By Irene

On 2026-05-24

In Ramblings

I was going to write something about this Memorial Day. I wanted to write something profound and to try to explain how someone like me, who is so adamantly against war, makes a point to remember those who gave the highest sacrifice of all.

After stumbling upon Flavio’s video, I realized I could not write anything better. I hope you take the 22 minutes to watch this video, and remember.

Last respects

By Irene

On 2026-04-23

In Nebraska, Ramblings

From left, me, Beardog Bob, and National Park Ranger Anne Wilson at the 60th anniversary celebration of Agate Fossil Beds National Monument on June 7, 2025.

The drive north on Highway 29, was a somber one. My mind was elsewhere and I didn’t take note of the weather. A good storyteller would have remembered to do that, but I didn’t today.

When it rains, it pours

By Irene

On 2026-04-13

In Ramblings

My supervisors.

EMDR and therapy have been rough lately. It’s okay. That’s how it works. However, I hadn’t anticipated the current deluge of events, which have rained down more drops than I feel I can handle all at once.

Always something there to remind me

By Irene

On 2026-04-02

In Ramblings

The blanket Mom made for Paul and me.

It’s been a year since I said goodbye for the final time. Mom was sent to the hospital in horrific shape. The disgusting and filthy place she had been sent to by the State made her worse.

Going nowhere

By Irene

On 2026-03-22

In Ramblings

A honey bee approaches a flower as it searches for nectar in the flowerbed outside Riverside Discovery Center.

“When are we leaving?” Paul said.

“For what?” I said.

“I’m so tired of this clown show,” he said.

Some things I’ve been thinking about lately

By Irene

On 2026-03-14

In Ramblings

Aeryn and Londo, probably plotting against me or judging me. Maybe both.

This post isn’t going to be my usual musings or a list of things to watch or any of the other usual stuff I write. It’s about consolidation. I have been thinking about a lot of things lately and it’s preventing me from getting done the deeper things I want to do. I figured I’d fire off some of the things bouncing around in my brain which I’m not sure I want to flesh out into full posts of their own.

A Twelfth Grade Writing Assignment

By Irene

On 2026-02-19

In Ramblings

Page one of a writing assignment in 1988.

This was how my 17-year old brain thought when given a writing assignment in English class. The assignment was to describe a room using as many adjectives as possible, but without making it sound like shit. I chose my bedroom, though the bits about the drum set were in my mind. It was turned in on March 4, 1988. I thought I was edgy and cool then because no one seemed to understand what I was writing. I got an A. That’s all that mattered at the time.

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Some folks to remember instead of celebrating

It still makes me sick

Finding the positives in a downbeat year

A video not just for this Memorial Day, but for every Memorial Day

Last respects

When it rains, it pours

Always something there to remind me

Going nowhere

Some things I’ve been thinking about lately

A Twelfth Grade Writing Assignment