Yesterday, I got to see Virgil. The drive down was mostly not as bad as two weeks ago, but I did miss my exit and by the time I managed to get off the interstate I was far enough past where I should be to get lost. I eventually made it though. We played cribbage. I always deal the first hand since I’ve had the cards and been shuffling while he’s be getting to the visiting room. But on the second hand, which he dealt, he got a hand with two double runs of three over the 7 and 8 (the fifth card was a 9) – in the crib. If you’ve ever played, you know how unlikely that is – it’s the highest score I’ve ever seen in a crib. So that set a nice tone for the day. Coming back home was much easier than getting there, fortunately. On the way there the windshield wiper fluid was still frozen. Coming back, I just picked up a handful of snow and rubbed it over the driver’s windshield and ran the wipers. And that was all I needed for good vision all the way.
Huff Post points out that “America First” policy could make Americans physically ill. The CoViD pandemic was apparently not enough for him – he wants to make a pandemic out of patchwork.
Well, this is chilling. As much of the news coming out of ProPublica is. And that’s because investigations is what they do. And in particular the things which have the potential for the most danger. I pulled this one from the newsletter, but there are more. Sigh.
