Here is my alleged kinfolk, Karel Schwarzenburg whose family lost all their castles to the Nazis and then the Soviet Union. I am going to have him in my Bond book ‘The Royal Janitor’. I want his views on Putin and his threat to the Ukraine.
When we were thirteen, Bill and I bought pipes and designated a café as our Bohemian getaway. He was Jack London. And I was George Sterling. We took the right path.
When I met Marilyn Reed, it was love at first sight. I can not report on why she should win ‘The Bad-ass Bohemian Babe Award’ for what she is going through at this moment.
Karl and I are Bohemian Brothers. I was hoping Reverend BoBo would get – locked up – so the Quest for Bohemian Freedom in America, can prevail. But, this is the lesson I receive in this video………
“We are at our best in our outdoor cafe, watching the latest goose-stepping moron and megalomaniac march down the street in his victory parade. Know your history!”
I am grateful I met the wondrous and beautiful Bohemian women who dare own the courage to snub the likes of…
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