|
2003-01-24 - 12:06 p.m. It got down to around 20 degrees last night. I found an inch of ice in the finch bowl this morning. Of course the finches think it's great. They've been carrying nesting material around and getting all snugly. Once, years ago, during the only accumulation of snow that has fallen on my yard since I lived here, two baby finches hatched out during the cold weather and grew up just fine. One of them looked like every other finch, but one had a white marking on his head, so I dubbed him, "Snowball." Anyway, at least somebody's happy. The peachfronts aren't exactly fussing, just sort of muttering darkly under their breaths about being confined to the great indoors. later They say it will get down to 19 degrees tonight. Argh. We live in the twilight zone department: Octogenarian White House reporter Helen Thomas states, "This is the worst president (sic) ever. He is the worst president (sic) in all of American history." Stay out of small aircraft, Helen, and don't open your own mail. The State Department released an advisory telling all Americans, everywhere, to get their papers and medications ready in case they have to be evacuated on a moment's notice. Well, that's nice. All Americans everywhere? Could you be any more vague? My sister's family lives in Nagasaki. Can we assume that they're safe on the "lightning doesn't strike twice" principle? The Republican Congress wants to spend $3 million dollars on finding out what happened to cause 9-11, but a previous Republican Congress authorized spending $62 million dollars to investigate whether or not Bill Clinton had extra-marital sex. Nice to know they've got their priorities straight. The stock market crashed again. So what else is new? later Note to self: I don't need to buy any more Redwood Creek, vintage 2001, California Merlot. It has a bit more of the old pipi de chat flavor than an unsophisticated person such as myself likes to encounter in her merlot.
All Rights Reserved, Copyright 2002-2017 by Elaine Radford
|