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Today we celebrate the baptism day (birthday unknown but probably yesterday) of Kaspar Forster, baptized in 1616. He was a singer and music composer.

Yesterday my vision in both eyes was 20-20 for distance in both eyes, okay for driving, so I jaunted up to Walgreens to check out their granny-glasses selection for a pair of not-quite-reading glasses for Intermuck use. I found a nice pair that's just perfect.

Then I drove back taking the Newtown Road route instead of H.G. Trueman Road all the way, just to get a look at the new poles the tron company is putting in.

Yes, they're big, almost as tall as the erectopuses of the Concrete Rainbow, but they don't look out of place in terms of what people expect to see nowadays, and they look lots more professional than that forest of ragtag little poles they're replacing. I don't see any cause for the complaints I'm hearing from the NIMBY crybabies.

Today it looks like nothing's gonna happen. I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy it.

Happy Friday!

OrneryPest