One from last month I printed out and taped to my terminal. Reading it again — as I have every morning since I received it –it’s become my mantra.

“Don’t let the bastard grind you down.” I’ve just learned that our newest and most profound (in his own mind) resident has been harassing you through an avalanche of tweets with impossible demands. I spoke with him this morning. He demanded attention to his application for the V-RIC* grand opening. Sent in his ap at three a.m. and “your secretary has not yet responded.”

Please process his ap asap and ignore all further intrusions from our illustrious, orange-haired, senile, small-handed, smaller-minded, former reality show host/short-term president. He cannot fire you. That is my prerogative and it’s never going to happen. You’re the best.

Dust Devil: Tales from the High Desert

*Virtual Reality Interactive Cinema”

Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.