One year ago today: March 8, 2015, the path to stardom, I think.
Five years ago today: March 8, 2011, sheds, my eye.
Nine years ago today: March 8, 2007, I once tried violin.
Random years ago today: March 8, 2013, red scooter woes.
Mr. Trump, I’m sick and tired of you winning all the time. Could you not lose a little bit to give these low-lifes and whiners a distant chance? I know you said we’d get sick of winning all the time, but I thought you meant after you were elected. By the largest landslide in American history. Maybe lose now and again so those clowns running against you can sleep at night. As long as you don’t lose your direction, your name goes down in history as the man who saved America. Hopefully by making us isolationist again.
Shown here, the LED on the left, the bulb on the right, clearly visible even in broad daylight. Very broad daylight. The LED remains cool to the touch. The old bulb will also be replaced, these were just mounted like this to show the difference. The LED bulb costs almost four times as much, weighing in at $8.55 each. It is a safety feature, so it can be afforded.
Note, the scooter uses the same bulbs. Of course, my first question at the auto shop was, “Do you have headlights like this?” The answer is a resounding no. For political reasons, not safety reasons. I long ago opted for LED tail lights on the wagon because up to half of them [the LEDs] burning out does not materially affect safety. I should complete the changeover to solid state by end of next pay period.
Wiki picture of the day.
Jacqueline Kennedy, 1953.
This is a short day, unless you want to see the 380 photos that had to be taken to get the one good shot you see above. JZ was over and did not want to go to the library. He considers it boring, while I view it as the pinnacle of reward each week, usually for a week of dedicated hard work and study. He gave the cPod a once over and says this one doesn’t need a test drive. He figures it is ready for the open road. That’s why I never get stranded, folks.
Trent was also over later so we hung out at the old club. For some reason, I always though JZ and Trent had met long ago, but I guess not. As JZ notes, 18 men and 2 women, about average for Florida. There is your value in having young sexy waitresses, all you business majors. Before that, the place was mainly a couple of old barflies. Since I only go in there about once a week, and it is always crowded, it’s safe to say what all the married men are doing in there.
Anyway, I hope this new episode works out for Trent because otherwise, he’s not going to get his 10,000 hours in on the guitar. Turns out both he and JZ are into fishing and boats. And me, the total landlubber. I’ve been out on the water once since I got to Florida. That doesn’t include river tour boats and ferry crossings. Just out on the ocean and even then only around a few miles.
Last, I’m into the book “Virus Ground Zero”. The plot is the ebola breakout, not so exciting, but the book is a gem if you are interested in pathology. It’s quick mini-course on t-receptors and little-known facts about related disease. It is also an expose on the bureaucratic waste surrounding the CDC, the Center for Disease Control. (That’s “ex-PO-zay”, up your’s Windows 8 for hiding the accented letter “e”.) How a small malaria control department ballooned from a donated shed to a $2 billion per year payroll by continually redefining yet another threat to mankind. From malaria to smallpox to AIDS and now ebola.
Well, I shouldn’t say expose, because I think maybe the author is trying for the opposite reaction. The politically correct angle that if you are serious about curing disease, you would give them even more money. Ask not what they’ve done so far, because like true public servants, they’ll just claim if they were not there, things would have been even worse.
“Hi, we’re from your government and we’re here to help you.” If that kind of sticks in your craw, this might be the book for you to read. ISBN 0-671-02325-X. CDC is the outfit that claimed back in the 1960s that they could eradicate smallpox. This is technically possible, since humans are the only vector for the disease. But realistically impossible because not all humans want to be vaccinated, as they found out in California. Some people not only want to die, they want your kids to die also.
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