With the phone trauma, camping at Mosquito Lake and social engagements, today is my first day off in a few weeks.
In the retirement context, a day off is a day where nothing is scheduled or urgent.
Author: Richard Nestoff (Page 1 of 156)
If we are getting up this early, Sparky prefers dawn patrol. He wants to hector rabbits, sweep for coyotes and maybe find some fresh goose shit for breakfast.
Sparky is fine with our morning fellowship, as long as we keep it professional. He just doesn’t see the point of drinking coffee at sunrise when there may be a dead bird in the yard.
Young Washington is a much better movie than Nolan’s The Odyssey.
You might expect me to say that Young Washington is better because Zendaya is not in it. Maybe that’s true, I don’t know. The Indians were always sullen or argumentative, so Zendaya could have been one of them in an uncredited role.
Scientifically, Young Washington is better than Nolan’s The Odyssey.
A friend recently met with her elderly mother’s financial advisor. My friend figured that the financial advisor was a clever fella because her mom made a 15% return last year.
A 15% return-on-investment sounds good to the uninformed, but it isn’t necessarily so great.
FAA close to hitting air traffic controller hiring goal — after targeting gamers
Secretary of Transportation, Sean Duffy, implemented the clever idea to target video gamers as potential air traffic controllers.
Hardcore gamers have “demonstrated high cognitive functions,” like multitasking, spatial awareness and problem-solving skills, the FAA said when it launched the campaign in April.
In four months, the FAA has hit 94% of it’s recruitment goal. The candidates have to complete rigorous training, and there will almost certainly be more men than women. Diversity was not a criteria.
Two years ago, I posted about Pete Buttigieg’s DEI policies for the FAA.
A priority for the FAA was to hire people with severe intellectual disabilities or psychiatric disabilities. Keep this in mind as Democrats like Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez tell us not to think about Woke, and look to what they are promising now.
Sparky was spooked by a chipmunk.
I never moved Sparky’s food bowl, and I still like to leave the patio door open so Sparky can wander out when I’m having coffee on the deck. Another chipmunk ran into the house. Or the same one, I don’t know.
Sunday afternoon, I was helping a buddy dice up a fallen tree. When I got home, I didn’t have my phone. Like a normal person, I went through recent events.
While working on the bedroom cabinets, I found this wretched hive in the corner of the garage about 4 feet from my worktable.
A few yellow jackets have been buzzing around for a week. Now I know where they’ve settled. Rather than hose them down with hornet spray or put on the bee suit to play Hulk smash, I dusted them with Sevin insecticide.
In a day or so, they will be back in hell.
The photo on the left is facing North, toward a sky the color of a Chinese egg1. It’s so dark, the camera switched to night mode. The photo on the right is facing South, toward a pleasant sky.
Both photos were taken at 8:44 AM this morning, two hours after dawn. Weather radar is not encouraging.