Mountain rainbow For as long as I can remember, I have been fascinated by the rapture. As a child, I had relatives who attended a church that occasionally predicted raptures. My earliest rapture memories are a general concern that my aunts and cousins might disappear and no longer be at family holidays. (They always were and are still on Earth today, so far as I know.) For the last rapture planned during my childhood, I was as a teenager.

Today is my 51st birthday. I'm a bit grumpy.

I finished my book!

I saw two white men kneeling on a brown man, forcing his face into the blacktop of the highway yesterday afternoon. Tonight, in the wee hours of July 4th, my country's birthday, I cannot sleep because I cannot understand how we got here.

I'm the expert (eggspert?) who can solve the United States egg price crisis.

And when they bombed other people’s houses, we   protested but not enough, we opposed them but not   enough. I was in my bed, around my bed America   was falling: invisible house by invisible house by...