March 17, 2011

Well I retired late last night, around midnight. I woke up around six thirty. I had green tea and multi grain cheerios for breakfast. I went out and lay in the sun this morning, it was actually warm enough for me to go shirtless without freezing to death… at least in strong direct sun light protected from the wind by my house. I spent 20 minutes, 10 on each side. I then started dealing with the tree that my next-door neighbor finally took down… which he decided to leave on my side of the property line… I got rid of half of it. The half I could break with my bear hands as the chainsaw needs a new chain.  I broke it up and piled it on the far side of my house in the space I prepared earlier by clearing it of leaves.  After that I went in, had left over ravioli for lunch, and an ale, (Sam Addams Irish red, I thought it appropriate given that it’s saint Patrick’s day.)

For dinner we had an Irish boiled stew of corn beef, cabbage, potatoes, carrots, and parsnips, with which I had a bottle of hard cider.  Needless to say, we only had that because of the holiday.

I did not, however. wear green today… I’m not Irish, and even if I was my eyes are Hazel and thus green enough. Besides, I didn’t go anywhere, my mother invited me to a bar party… promising cheep beer with green food coloring and tuna fish sandwiches served by geriatric drunken Chelsea people… It goes without saying that I turned down the invitation.

I was very pleased to hear the most recent news from the UN and from Japan, the workers at the stricken nuclear facility have restored power to the coolant system, which while it wouldn’t reverse the meltdown that has already occur, it might prevent further meltdown and save the capital, which I had almost become convinced was doomed. That would have been a terrible blow dwarfing this horrific natural disaster, I do not know yet if Tokyo will be spared nuclear oblivion, but I hope that it will, and now I have reason to hope. The UN has also voted unanimously for a no fly zone over Libya and for airstrikes targeting Gaddafi’s African child solider mercenaries. I only hope it’s not too late for the beleaguered patriots in Benghazi who have been so gallantly struggling for the basic principles to which all civilized peoples aspire. My thoughts are with the people of Japan and Libya, as well as those of Bahrain who are suffering with no signs of foreign intervention.  Whether it helps Iran or not is of no consequence to me, the King must fall.