Wow! talk about making the statement “It’s not the heat it’s the humidity” a truism. The temperature for my ride home from morning services was “only” 93, but the heat index was 100 and it sure felt like 100 to me. I think I might have to take another shower before riding to evening services. And I can see gears grinding in people’s heads “Why does the witch attend 2 church services on Sunday?” Well it’s like this. Most people get a day off on Sunday, or at least the evening off. So to accommodate our congregants we do services on the days and at a time that most of them are off. It has to do with days off being determined by the dominant religion of the area, not because of our liturgical calendar. Our liturgical calendar has 13 introspective lunar observations and 8 solar celebrations a year, which we try to fit into our regular Sunday services as best we can with an occasional Friday or Saturday Full Moon ritual.
I almost got hit coming home from service this morning. Some idiot in a black pickup truck ran the stop sign at a 4-way stop in front of an elementary school going so fast he “got air” from the crown of the cross street. So speeding (he had to be doing at least 50 in a 30 zone) to go with the running the stop sign. If I hadn’t seen him in my peripheral vision coming too fast to stop I would have been road pizza. There was a minivan stopped on the street I was turning right to ride on and the back tires of the pickup didn’t touch down until after passing the back of the minivan, so that was about 16-20 feet in the air after getting launched from the center of the street I was riding on before I made that turn.
Applying the logic used for bicycle riders by (some) drivers, all pickup drivers now deserve to be killed horribly, and their mutilated remains strewn about the roadside in a grizzly display to deter other drivers from even using the roads because this one driver behaved in a dangerous manner. That is not true, of course. Only this particular driver needs to be killed in a horribly painful manner and have his mutilated remains strewn about the roadside to deter others from similar behavior 😉
Good news about the books I bought, they are on the road somewhere in NE after leaving the warehouse in Lincoln NE yesterday. The ETA is 6/19, right before Mrs. the Poet heads off to visit her relatives. I head out the late evening of the 27th to join her, giving me a week undisturbed with my books 🙂 I don’t know if I can emphasize enough how much I love the printed word. Video is great, but for getting information across in the least amount of bandwidth it is hard to even match text. You know the saying a picture is worth a thousand words? The bandwidth requirements are worse than that. I grew up with text and TV, text for moving information and entertainment and TV for entertainment and sometimes information. So I love books, almost as much as I love my wife…
The Sprint Cup NASCAR race just ended with Greg Biffle winning after Jimmy Johnson blew a left front tire with 3 laps left as he was closing on the Biff. I like the Biff, JJ not so much. The Biff has more personality than JJ, I mean I can watch JJ giving his victory speech after the race and 2 minutes later it’s like “Did he say something?” while the Biff is a bit more memorable. It was a good race but a bit rough on the equipment with several racers being knocked out with mechanical problems or cut tires.
Y’all keep the rubber side down and the idiots outside your personal space and we’ll see you again tomorrow.
PSA, Opus
Witch on a Bicycle 