The Burrow

Joe can't seem to get it together.  He looks and sounds like he'd rather be asleep. Trump is looking alert and somehow is making coherent sentences come out of his mouth.   I want to reach out and close Joe's lips together.  He may think it looks surprised.  It comes across as vapid. The Lying Liar is at his usual tricks, but he's doing it with energy.  Joe's got some points somewhere among the word salad he's struggling over.   It's breaking my heart.   I watched so you didn't have to.  TBG wanted to change the channel after five minutes.  For you, we watched the whole thing. The talking heads are reporting panic in the upper ranks of the Democratic political machine.  Their potential nominee looked vulnerable tonight.   I fear for our democracy.

The USPS delivers nothing but advertisements and requests for donations.  I recycle the former and open the latter, only because there are usually prizes inside. Sometimes there's a nickel or a dime.  Sometimes there is a forever stamp.  I know what to do with those. Sometimes there's a dream catcher or a reusable shopping bag or a lighted magnifying glass.  Those I put in my GRIN box to be given away to the Prince scholars.  Often, there are memo pads, which I find quite wonderful. Unlike my son, I rely on paper and pencil for quick notes.  Grabbing my phone to make a list never crosses my mind. Then there are the address labels.  Today's, from St. Jude, are decorate with olive green leaves and branches. They follow the previous red white and blue patriotic themed labels that came last week.  Yesterday brought animals and waterfalls from the Sierra Club.  Sloane Kettering sends me plain labels emblazoned with a large capital letter enhancing...

I walked past Walgreens' mini clinic this morning,  on my way to buy TBG some cough syrup.  The decal attracted my attention, as all No Firearms signage does.  It made me smile.  I felt protected.  I looked closer, and I sighed. It feels churlish to complain.  Perhaps I can compliment them on taking care and gently bring the error to their attention.  Because,  in all fairness,  both TBG and I took a moment,  just to be sure.