1. This morning I was texting with Franc about our heritages. He was born and raised in the Midwest although his ancestors are from Puerto Rico. Being the child of children of a Caribbean Island means he probably has Taino DNA as well as African and European.
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Regarding Texas: I’m so angry today.
From The Buried: An Archeology of the Egyptian Revolution by Peter Hessler
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Where did these damn fruit flies come from? I borrowed a 400-page book from the library yesterday and just finished it an hour ago. ONE fruit fly bumped me every twenty minutes through the whole damn tome. I hit at it every time it zipped past but I never zapped it.
Thinking Outside the Box:
Len once told me this WWII story. The first generation of bomber raids from England to Germany resulted in a terrifying number of bomber planes being shot down. Experts carefully examined the returning planes to create detailed reports of the bullet holes as they tried to understand how to reinforce the planes to make them safer.
Israel’s Health Ministry this week announced that the Pfizer-BioNTech vaccine — one of the world’s most effective shots — was offering only 64 percent protection against infection and symptomatic illness caused by the delta variant.
The vaccine was still highly effective at preventing severe illness and death, the ministry said.
Last year was the Covid quarantine so most of us didn’t do very much over the 4th of July holiday.
This year, with half Americans now vaccinated there’s more freedom to do things and be with people.
Bill Cosby is out of prison on a technicality. The judge said 40-year-old Britney Spear still can’t run her own life. Yesterday 88-year-old war criminal* Donald Rumsfeld died comfortably in his bed.
Almost two years ago I went to a local optical store for an eye exam. The nice optician said I had a cataract and he could refer me to a specialist. He also said I could wait but if it got worse, I should see to it (hah, see to it…).
I have considered my looming doom several times a week since. Low grade anxiety. Don’t you love it?
Len has been riding his bike to visit “his” ospreys again this year. Not his, but he knows where they are and this is his third year watching them.
His photo is from yesterday.