Charlotte, VT
Calais, VT
Berlin, VT

If I make it to 100 and they ask me what my secret is, you now know what I’ll say.

There is no better treatment, Jewish or otherwise.

That said, my regularly vaccinated neighbor just had COVID (positive test)(for the 3rd time) and it amounted to a mild head cold for 3 days or so.

“inside every old person is a young person screaming “what the hell happened?!”

Four students were killed (the one in the famous image wasn’t even a protestor) and nine were injured. They were not “shooting in the air.” You should go read up.

I’m not quite that pessimistic about public reaction, but I don’t want to go out on any limbs to predict it. Different time, different context, whoTFK?

I wish I had any idea what would be the aftermath of that—in spite of having lived through the original and its aftermath, I really haven’t a clue.

Kent State of course happened in the context of this:

Only once for me, and I had other reasons to be in Chicago. No interest in a repeat.

Not the same but my Mom in the 1950s read something about pizza and so filled actual pie crust with ground beef, tomato sauce, and velveeta. I loved it.

Pizza was a brand new concept in rural New England then.

I *always* put maple syrup in my BBQ

come to think of it maple syrup would be the best sweetener for (homemade) ketchup

Fish sauce and tamarind. It was via WS that I realized I should have tamarind extract on hand at all times. Very good when something needs a little tart/sweet kick.

OK gotta say the temp dropped about 15º and it started raining (extremely welcome) and I think this might have been the flower baskets’ curtain call.

Vermont. October 7. Outside temp, 75ºf (@ 1,200ft elev.). hanging pots from last June somewhat bedraggled, but still blooming. This feels weird.

Ed is spot on here.

To repeat myself: Ed could not be more correct.

So, civil war, then? I’m sure your Jedi skills will come in handy.

Those two million notwithstanding...

I’m old and fat and out of shape, which somewhat diminishes my impulse to acquire and wear it.

Wholly unqualified and also wholly uncommitted to truth. I mean, I’m wholly unqualified for such a job, but I am somewhat committed to being honest. And that’s a disqualifier in this regime.

At least I think that one [I hope] won’t give me quite the persistent earworm that the Bach/Simon et. al. posts did.

I understand this. Please tell me you do, too.

you can click back through for a good thread on why AI isn’t conscious, but man, this...

would buy

Why do I suspect the Jesus in the app will explain why the Jesus in the Bible didn’t really mean that sermon on the mount stuff? I mean, a scary percentage of people are going to think God is talking to them through their phones.

Artist Redux is my alternate account, where I unsuccessfully try to avoid politics, and just concentrate on art—mine and others’.

Here are a couple recent works.