The Body in History

 Well, the rain has stopped... until late tonight when it will start up again for my day off.  Temps are in the mid 50s (F).  They, too, are predicted to warm up slightly this afternoon, but again, they're expected to drop overnight.  Next week our average afternoon temps are supposed to be in the 70s (F).  We shall have to wait and see.

I rowed for over 5000 meters yesterday, so my upper torso is a bit sore today.

And, of course, I have to talk about this: The Body in History is now available through Barnes & Noble, as well as Amazon.  Here's a bit from chapter 1: Awakenings

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“Eli?”

That was Max.  He sounded different.  Whispery.  Quavery.  Frightened or relived.  I’m an early riser, and it was way too bright.  Even with my eyes closed I could tell.  With a deep sigh, I groaned.  Something was not right.  Slowly, I opened my eyes.  And there he was, sitting on the bed, so close, so concerned.

“I thought I’d lost you,” he whispered, his words catching in his throat as a tear rolled down his cheek.

“What?” I asked, my voice was so quiet I could barely hear myself and not having a clue as to what he was talking about.

“You were hit by a car,” he said, squeezing my hand tightly.  “On the way home from EZM Cyclery.”

Hit by a car? On the way home from my bike shop?  I had no idea what he was talking about.  I let my eyes wander past his face and realized I was in a hospital room.  Lots of flowers.  I didn’t know people did that anymore, send flowers.  Most patients are in and out so quickly nowadays.  “Hit by a car?” I asked, still trying to make it make sense.  The crash must have been serious enough to put me in the hospital.

He nodded, wiping another tear away with the back of his hand.  “A woman named Sybil.”

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You might want to join them in Delphi, Greece, where mythology, mystery, and murder crash into one another.

If you want, you might try reading this while eating your favorite type of Tacos.

Tacos, Minorities, and Gunslingers

Yesterday was relaxing to a point.  Many chores were accomplished.  One was not.  I went tp CVS for my annual flu shot.  I called first to see if I needed an appointment.  While none was necessary, they recommended one.  So, I put my name on their calendar and showed up at 10 AM, waited for the pharmacist to finished with the customer she was working with, only to be told they had run out of vaccine the prior evening.  When I informed her there was nothing on the store's website indicating they were out she just stood there... looking stupid.  And then she looked at another pharmacist, who looked at another who said "we're getting more in today."  I have a sneaking suspicion that when I show up this morning they will tell me that they've 'run out' again.

I also got a new ID card for Planet Fitness, my last one broke off my key chain.  I'm actually getting excited about... they gym.

And this evening, I'm having Tacos for dinner, though I prefer a dollop of sour cream rather than shredded cheddar.

I tried to pre-order my Xbox Series X yesterday and the pre-orders were sold out... everywhere.  Amazon's going to send me an email when they will be ready to order.  Their release date is November 10, 2 days after my birthday.  That would be a nice present to myself.

I read an interesting opinion in the NYT about the special Hell of the Idiot Jerks ability to name a third seat on the Supreme Court.  I find it amusing that Republicans are hoping this is going to rev up their Conservative Base and get them out to vote.  It's even more amusing when the author talks about how they are the party of the minority.  The line about Biden might need to win by more than 5 million votes is almost naive.  Of course, Republicans have never been too smart when it comes to numbers.  They are the minority party.  As I've said before, the time has come to treat them as such.

And, finally, since people seem to be somewhat enamored of my voice, I recorded this last evening.  The clock belonged to my grandparents... it's very, very old, no doubt made back in the days of gunslingers.

 

Grazin' Time

For those of you who don't know, today, in America at least, it's Black Friday.  This is the day we celebrate rabid commercialism.  At some Walmart today someone is going to get punched in the face, or trampled.  In fact, that may have already happened.  There are so many Black Friday deals out there which aren't really deals, unfortunately Consumers have been trained like seals doing tricks for fish.  We have a laminate floor on sale for .49 a square foot.  People will buy it believing it' has at least somewhat good  quality.  It doesn't.  It's cheap.  It will sell because it's Black Friday.
My schedule is fixed so by the time I get to work most of the crowd will be gone.  There will be food, however.  Today will be a grazing day.  So much so, I doubt if I'll feel like riding when I get home.  I'll catch a ride tomorrow evening.  Today it's Mexican.  Yummy stuff.

Tomorrow it's going to be meatball subs.  Sunday is some sort of hot dog day.  I'm not working Sunday so I don't really care.
Evidently the Idiot Jerk in the White House showed up in Afghanistan yesterday.  Smart people will understand he needed to go, there's an election next year and his unpopularity is staggering.  Right now his party is struggling to hold on to their base, to keep them from sliding through the cracks.  What will hurt them in the election is a Conservative electorate which stays home.
Oh, and I saw where Obama is quietly dropping subtle warnings to the Democrats about moving too far to the left.  While there are a lot of Lefties out there, the country is overwhelmingly Centrist.  Stay in the Center.  Keep the majority happy.  Don't do what Republicans do.  The first they do whenever they get in power is tell you to "shut up."  This is always followed by "we're in charge," which is their way of saying "screw you" to the masses. 
And for a final bit of political humor, I saw where Boris Johnson has asked the Idiot Jerk to stay out of their elections.  Now, ain't that a hoot!