Hazy, hot and humid.
So today I have the sixteen year old grandson here. Now I have to up my game. Sixteen is an island and nobody from off of that island can crack the code. Will I have to play video games? Do I have the reflexes do I have the brain cells left? We’ll see.
Needless to say some part of the day will be a black out period on the site. But I also expect the day to be shorter. No one can expect to keep a sixteen year old’s attention except with other sixteen year olds. But I’ll do my best.
Sixteen. A fraught age. At that age nothing I did involved coherent thought. So many stupid people. So many stupid ideas. Just surviving the age was a minor miracle. But that was a more forgiving age. Social media did not exist. All our sins and stupidities, for the most part, faded into nothingness. Today they’ll nail you on a cross for anything or nothing.
But it’ll be good. The torch is being passed. With the abandonment of the European Americans by the federal government it behooves all of us to marshal our resources to boost our children and grandchildren out of the wreckage of the middle class and give them a fighting chance. And just letting them know they’ve got a family that cares whether they live or die is a part of that.
So today will be interesting. Hopefully we’ll shoot some pool, watch some bad super hero movies, eat some junk food and who knows maybe even talk.
See you around.