Wild fever dream my wish that someday we could demand reparations from the Trumps for things like the ripping out of the ocean monitoring system. What a waste!
We had a president who issues a summer reading list, still. Reading. Books I couldn't get through in a year.
Strange (for me) experience: In an Irish pub, keeping an eye on the Masters while a soccer game was on the big TV and sound system, and a guy at the bar wearing one of the uniform jerseys. Confusion: Whenever something big happened in the game, we both quickly looked up at the Masters as if were...
JG, War Eagle! EE ‘74, ‘76.
Oh. Somebody put me in the Blue Crew starter pack. I’m honored.
happening there. And we both had the eerie feeling that the singing crowd was the galley in Augusta, which would have been totally surreal. Of course, everything was actually calm at the Masters.
I love my sunrises. At this time of year, while the sun comes up behind those trees, we get detailed moving silhouettes of limbs and leaves on the walls behind me.
#caturday
I don’t know why, but I’m getting a new follower every few minutes. What happened? The one’s I’ve vetted so far seem great, not bots. I’ll get around to them and follow back if they’re like the ones I’ve seen so far. Good people, all.
