Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate the birthday of Joseph Priestley, born in 1733. He discovered oxygen, but didn't quite understand what he had discovered. He also wasted a lot of time inventing strange theological ideas.
Yesterday nothing happened except it rained a lot. Today it looks like it probably won't rain.
I think there must be some mystic formula for producing a good cops-and-robbers show on television. The main techno-geek has gotta be a super intelligent young woman who is a hyperactive giddy loon who wears ugly clothes that don't even fit and does her face up in a hopelessly incompetent smudge-pot makeup job.
For instance, Abby on the NCIS show and Penelope Garcia on the Criminal Minds show.
Well anyhow, it looks like nothing's gonna happen until this evening when our church does its Wednesday Evening Lenten Lessons thing. The dinner is gonna be planned instead of pot-luck, and the presento will be the Christian Party Line instead of anything historically supportable.
Signs of life