25 July 2020: Some humor

I mean, I guess that’d be worth not wearing a mask for, but seriously. Get a grip. Wear a mask.

23 July 2020: Some humor + some not humor

This version of Dr. Anthony Fauci, set to Alexander Hamilton, is brilliant and delightful.

This is HILARIOUS.

This is amusing (and also, OMG, so true).

And Sarah Cooper continues to keep us all a bit more buoyant with her genius How to videos. If you missed How to Cognitive, you can watch it here. I can’t wait for the one she’s working on now!

Meanwhile, John Lewis died and RBG’s liver cancer is back, and I am utterly heartbroken about both.

“Federal troops”* are assaulting Portland; Congressman Yoho called a fellow Congressperson, AOC, a “fucking bitch” and apologized only for his passion for America**; trump’s handling of coronavirus is a global embarrassment that has led to more than 145,000 deaths here, the banning of Americans from all but ~25 countries, and school closures until winter 2021 at the earliest (Jack’s school will be 100% virtual THROUGH January 2021). I am furious, disgusted, and deeply worried and sad.

*Federal troops are not a thing.

**See AOC shame Yoho here. SO deserved.

If you have had weather similar to ours lately, you are experiencing what it’s like to live in fire, and I am sorry. Stay cool, be kind, stay healthy, wear a mask, Black Lives Matter, VOTE BLUE like your lives depend on it, because they do.

1 July 2020: In this year of our lord...

Friends, today I was rendered speechless.

“Oh!” you might ask, “You saw the news that trump has known for months about bounties placed on American soldiers’ heads by the Russians?”

No, I already knew about that.

“Oh!” you might respond, “You saw that the (completely undercounted) COVID death count in America topped 130K before the estimated July 4 mark?”

Nope, knew that too.

“Ah!” you might then wonder, “You heard that the EU has banned Americans from traveling to any member countries, along with people from Russia and Brazil, because our “leaders” have handled COVID so poorly?”

Actually, I already knew that, too.

“So, what?”

In this year of our lord, 2020, as Cosby and Weinstein are in jail and #MeToo is, mercifully, everywhere, and men are realizing shit, a repairman who was in my home for no more than 2 minutes today to fix a small scratch on our new bed, looked at my fabulous Meow print:

sorry about the angle; the glare is a killer

and said, “I like your boobies picture. It’s funny.”

This man was at least 38. He has never seen me before. He said “boobies.”

Speechless. And hopeful he is not raising sons. Mine were aghast. Even they don’t say boobies, and they are 11 and 13.

SMDH and also:

On a more positive note, my pollinator garden is drawing the masses, and I am thrilled. Just look at this industrious bee enjoying a coneflower.

Jack turns 14 on Saturday, Oliver convinced me to build a small foundry (terrifying but also cool), both are enjoying their respective art camp this week, and I am loving the students with whom I’m working. As we were supposed to move the boys into camp last Friday, we instead had a backyard campfire and channeled Pine Island as best we could.

Lastly, PRIDE month has officially ended, but it is always the time to celebrate each human living a full life as their truest self. Be out, be loud, be proud. This photo says it all.

Now off to enjoy a Politics and Prose webinar with Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey, authors of the truly terrific, She Said.

(What she did not say, was “boobies…funny.”)