My intertubes have conveniently provided a new skool complaint: ye olde main email is out. Again. The gratitudinous flip-side is that just a couple decades ago, I could not have imagined the joys of instant connections with the rest of the planet, anytime I want. I had email then, but at home it was dial-up. The connection went kaflooey if we had an incoming call.
Stop me before I start in on cell phones.
This week is inducing a lot of reflection. It is 50 years since JFK was assasinated; I was six, and I did not know how it was possible for the president to die. The nation ground to a halt; the most comparable event in my kids' lives was 9/11 -- which was also so inexplicable and horrifying. I am grateful that such things happen rarely in this part of the world; and wish that thousands of other things were not (nowadays) reported as if they were of that magnitude. Perspective, people.
Kitchen report: enchiladas are really messy to make! But, mmmm.
Wildlife report: The dog got really spoiled when everybody came over for pie on Friday, and she thinks she prefers to be a free-range indoor dog full-time. (Not happening. There are rules.)
What's happening in your corner of the universe?