Things Happen at the Tholos

 Today is my first day off and rain is in the forecast.  We had a steady, drizzling rain all day yesterday, and the forecasters are saying it will hang around until Thursday.  Temps are cool, but not cold, the perfect weather for sweat pants and sweat shirts; comfy clothing, you know?  While I truly love the shorts and T-shirts of summer, I also love the comfy sweats of autumn.  

My cold is beginning to dry up.  I'm still taking Benadryl, but only when needed, which is not too often.  From what people have been telling me, this nasally, sneezy, coughing thing is going around and quite a number of people are suffering through the symptoms.  I'm so glad it showed when I got back to the states rather than back in Greece, that would have, to be perfectly honest, pissed me off a lot.  Katie, the wife of the quiet policeman, had to deal with one through out most of our journey down the Peloponnese.  In Delphi, they were in the room next to mine and she coughed through most of the night; I felt so bad for her.

Cori, my cover artist, has the updated notes on the artwork for The Body in History.  Some major changes took place, the biggest being the setting.  It turned out that the original art was focused around the Tholos of Athena and not Apollo's Temple.   Well, that's fixed.  Now, all you have to do is wait 8 months for the reveal.  For those interested, this is the Tholos of Athena and it's located almost a mile away from the temple.  Do not despair though, things do happen at the Tholos.

Trump had some sort of Q & A with a couple of farmers from Pennsylvania yesterday during which he said he was going to put tariffs of 200% on John Deere tractors and they applauded and cheered because... well, they were no doubt paid to do so.  They obviously don't understand tariffs increase the customer cost, they don't reduce it.  Tariffs do not force manufacturers to reduce their prices, this is something MAGA cultists simply don't understand.  Trump preys upon their ignorance.

Finally, think about this:  Everything Trump touches dies.  Someone should have told the Evangelicals.

Big Seig got bit

That's right, something pesky nipped him, or else he ate something that didn't agree with his system.  Dogs do that, you know?  Everything was fine when I got home.  He and Lily got their dinner.  They went outside to play while I made chai tea.  When I opened the back door to let them back in the house, however, I noticed he had started to swell.  Little lumps all over his back, and on his chest, where the hair is thin, they were blotchy pink.
So I gave him a Benadryl.   When your dog weighs as much as a small human being dosage is the same as it is for an adult.
Two hours later his jowls were doubled in size.  And I thought, shit, I'm going to have take him to the emergency room.  He didn't seem to be in any discomfort.  He had no problems eating biscuits.  He was just swollen.  So I thought, we'll give it over night. see how he is in the morning.

This morning he was fine... except for a slight case of diarrhea.  That's easily remedied.  He's had that before, you see, because that big mouth of his seems to swallow whatever it wants.  And because he's so big, he gets the same treatment you or I would take.  It's minty green.  Loves it.  In fact, every time he gets dosed his reaction is always the same.  "Holy Crap, pour more of that green, minty heaven down my throat."