Friday, preparation day rolls around again. It seems like it was just here a couple of days ago. The blue norther pulled out last night, and it is 53° this morning. It will get into the low 70’s for Shabbat. Maybe I can get a little porch sitting in.
One of the rabbi’s at my old congregation in Denver has passed on, and they are holding a memorial for him this week. I wish I could attend, but my wanderin’ days are over. 20 miles is my absolute maximum trip these days.
It looks like a late breakfast today, more of a lunchfast than a brunch. But a handful of cookies and a dog to share them with takes care of the hole in the belly.
And the newsfeeds. Congress can’t balance a budget, but can pass a continuing resolution. If I could enact one amendment, it would be that a Congress that doesn’t balance a budget must be fired Jan. 1st. A convict who killed his pregnant wife and children gets love letters and nude photo’s from admiring women. I am not going to comment on this one. And Hershey’s™ Kisses lose their tip, and an investigation is launched to figure out why. Maybe this feckless Congress can investigate it.
So goes the day.