Look! Guess who’s awake? Notice: no one’s gonna be sleeping around this house any more. Let the night games begin…. Born, January 20, 2019 at 11:11
PM. Name not official but, Lisa Lila. Junior! Numerology: 1/20 11:10 2019 is 120 120 201 = 9. I was hoping for 1/21 and it would be 121 spelled backwards. But 1/20 at 11:10 is a fine set of numbers.
Now, for a nickname. Born by the light of the super blood wolf moon. Hmmmm? Jr? Moon? Lila? Working on it. I have to say mom looks very much like grandma in this pic. And the kid looks very much like her mom. It’s complicated since the nouns and pronouns can mean or be confusing with or without context. Obtuse?Hey! It’s the middle of the night around here. Why does labor always seem to start in the middle of the night? And end that way too? All in all, it was a very smooth delivery. I didn’t feel a thing. And, I slept like a baby when the moment arrived. Ah! But, this ain’t about me. Goodnight Moon.
I don’t know what is worse. Can you imagine lying straight to my face? I am able to read not once but numerous times. The Google search was not even hard.
“MEXICO IS PAYING FOR THE WALL!” -DONALD TRUMP
As if I can’t understand it well enough, he twittered in ALL CAPS!!! I ask how any rational person can think that the US government would want to pay someone else’s bill. For the fun of it??? Can I get points on my American Express?
The lifeguards have to carry their own stuff down to the beach each morning. And they train. I assume it’s the lifeguards who train, running and swimming along the beach each day. They police forbidden activity, perform basic first aid, and rescue errant swimmers. It’s a lot of responsibility. I, once passed the exam for lifeguard in New York City. Too many applicants, not enough positions. I was offered a job on the waterfront in a summer camp. I wonder why I turned it down?
It’s not a fish? This one washed up on the beach. It’s a much better picture taken underwater. However, the water is cold… too cold for me. No diving. You can actually see some detail around the edges. Fascinating. Transparent. Brain? It eats? Anything/anybody eat it? Life, how interesting.
This is a jellyfish in the Red Sea – in situ. Believe me, it’s hard to photograph. They are transparent and therefore near to impossible to focus your camera let alone get a decent image.
NYT today. I was impressed and surprised by the array of assault weapons available for purchase right now.
“Gun-related deaths are increasing. The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention reported in December that the nearly 40,000 people who died from firearms injuries in the United States in 2017 was more than any other year since at least 1968. Nearly two-thirds of those deaths were suicides. The rate of gun deaths also increased to 12 deaths for every 100,000 people, the highest since the mid-1990s.
…A New York Times analysis published in February found that 173 people have been killed since 2007 in mass shootings involving AR-15s. Yet they don’t make up a large chunk of gun violence in America, Mr. Heyne said.”
So, one can argue that assault weapons don’t kill many people. I guess 173 dead is not a large number. Do you remember? When I would watch Public Television news in the late 1990’s every evening would conclude with remembrance of a lost soldier killed in action in the Afghan/Iraq war. One, two…. It was never mass death. That was military. Civilian? Is there justification? 9/11, we went to war for several thousand civilian deaths. What is the lower limit of our tolerance. 40,000? Did you know? TMI. There’s simply not enough time to absorb the news. I daresay someone will call this overblown and “fake news.” The NRA has brought a law suit. They are still trying to look relevant. At 17 you can obtain parental consent to join the Army.
Sideways (profile) is a good view. It’s not very forgiving. You have to have a blossom that is near perfect. That’s like beauty – easy to say, but, not so easy to capture.
Add water, that helps.
They flower in waves. They bloom, die back, then bloom again. This time around I found that they appeared in three different shades on the same plant. How nice! I’m trying a different view (pose) – side profile. Learning new tricks is fun.
If I have to explain the symbolism, you are lost. Okay! The recent election is just sinking in. No one came away happy. It was not a clear cut Democratic victory. There was something for everyone. In these days of endless spin our fear(ful)less leader spun out of control with his remarks and lies about the grand republican victory. Nope! There, so far, has been a 35 seat gain in the House of Representatives. That would be greater than at any time since 1974 after Nixon resigned. Resigned!… ahead of his own impeachment and conviction. See any parallels? Democrats don’t feel much better about things. Outright repudiation will have to wait. At least the madness is at a stop. It cannot be reversed outright. The games have begun and the 2020 derby is starting. Blue? Wave? Investigation? Can you say, “Here are my tax returns.” Yeah, say goodbye, you lying sack of …
This guy decided to rest upon the empty screw that awaited a wind spinner. He didn’t move. I got a bunch of shots. I’d like to shoot one flying. It’s technically too difficult for me at this point. I suppose I could do it. But that would be work. I’m retired. Sit! Stay!
I awoke this morning from a nightmare in which I was threatening a dear (Republican) friend – literally ending our friendship with venomous language in my dream. Sorry, Susie – not your fault.
Vote early! Vote often! Impeach their sorry asses! There is no defeat with grace. I don’t know many Republicans. And I will know fewer now. Grab pussy. Drink. Lie. Cheat. Shout. Call it fake news. Pass your agenda at any cost. Your end is near. Ignore the will of the people. But I am on the side of the good and of the majority.
VOTE THEM OUT!