Had thought to take off this July 4th Independence Day but find I can’t stop clearing out the books (and more books) and other “excessive personal possessions,” as our paid pre-inspector genteelly termed it.
Only got 2 and a half weeks until the painters commence on the rancho, inside and out. And then probably showing the place for sale. By which time we should have closed on the condo, which is way too small for excessive anything. And moved Mr. Boy’s desired artifacts to a storage unit.
So it’s continue continue today. We’ll probably sit out after dark to see/hear the illegal fireworks in the neighborhood. If the mosquitoes ain’t too bad, after all the rain we’ve been having in this very wet year.
UPDATE: The illegal fireworks were cool this year
William Langewiesche anthropomorphizes airplanes.
In this book, it’s the Airbus A330 that landed on the Hudson River ten years ago. Having disgorged its passengers and crew safely, it was just “driftng nose high like a beast in the water, and refusing to die.”
Good story-telling, and good tech and flying skill, by the son of Wolfgang, author of Stick and Rudder, a classic book on the art of piloting.
“Alice Walker should be just as toxic for her anti-Semitism as David Duke is for his. After all, they push the same message when it comes to Jews.”
Via National Review
That was yesterday afternoon, after ceremonies in Houston, while Mr. B. was still having exams. Doubt he would have gone but he’d have hardly been able to miss some of the spectacle.
The George H.W. Bush Presidential Library is on the campus. He is buried in a special plot behind it with his wife and young daughter.
Union Pacific also got into the act, its Locomotive 4141 carrying Bush from Spring (near Houston) 70 miles to College Station, in a special car that allowed viewing of the casket. The family was aboard special passenger cars and attended the private burial.
Via Daily Caller & FoxNews
The Bloody Thirteenth garnered 544 hits and 287 entrants which culled 20 winners of free Kindle books. A giveaway contest that’s over now.
The Butterfly Rose is doing poorly, gathering 1356 hits but only 326 entrants which, so far, have amounted to only 3 winners. The BFR giveways ends at midnight PDT.
Try them, you might like them. At only 99 cents, how can you lose?
Author Keith Bowden’s superb writing is what carries this extraordinary story of mountain biking/raft- and canoe-cruising of the Rio Grande from El Paso in far west Texas to Brownsville on the Gulf of Mexico.
His encounters with riverside Mexicans, thanks to his fluency in Spanish, are fascinating. Although he had previously lost his young daughter to cancer, one likes to think her spirit was with him over the loneliest stretches of the river’s wilderness.
The urban sections of the river, from Laredo to Brownsville, are equally compelling thanks to his linguistic ability, but it’s the upper reaches of the river where he goes for days without seeing anyone that make the tale.
“…there is no discernible class of criminals in America with the notable exception of Congress.”—commenter John Butler at WSJ.