The Sportage has AC. Hurray!
Today was a day of waiting. I waited to get the AC repaired. I waited to order at the BSM A&W. I waited for my order at Popeye’s where I couldn’t understand what the clerk was saying. I waited for the road construction flag man to let us go past a lane in the process of being resurfaced. I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of my dear wife on the 14th of July.
Norway and the Ivory Coast are tied one-one late in the second half.
July 2nd will be Hump Day 2026!!
I have the Sportage at Planet KIA. The A/C needs fixing.
Ill luck is good for something.
Alone! You are not alone. We are keeping you close company from afar. Besides..., the holy Spirit, living in your soul in grace — God with you, — is giving a supernatural tone to all your thoughts, desires and
actions.
we cannot survive in this paradoxical state without special help from grace and without ever-renewed self-discipline.
There was all the rain yesterday.
There were those World Cup games.
The people I was teaching to and I was teaching English with had a rupture, overnight my time. I learned about it this morning from one side. Now, I have to hear the other side of the story. I’m stuck in the middle again….
We got about four inches of rain last night. Lots of photos and videos of flooding around Brandon:
This was some flooding a block from my Mom’s house.
The basement is okay now.
Which do you figure is better?
Hum ma na! Hum ma na! Hmmmmm?
Aah. Heatwave. There’s water in the basement.
Rain! Go away!
On a scale of one to ten how would you rate this Monday?
It’s the 180th day of 2026. Hump Day 2026 is this week!
I didn’t sleep well last night. The room was stuffy.
I was up at 5:00 AM extending my Duolingo streak.
NGD said: the three enemies of man are the devil, bureaucracy and technology.
Soon the bureaucracy will ban life altogether because it results in death.
It rained last night. Surely, you realize by looking at the photo.
Today, an easy morning. I start a fund raising shift at 10:00 AM at a place close to here.
It rains in summer as well as winter.
I had a horrible day fund raising in Killarney. The location I was at had great traffic but the spot where I set up my table was bunk. I show you why at the bottom of this post.
Killarney seemed like a nice town from what I saw of it. Unfortunately, the seven and a half hours of the seven and three-quarter hours I spent in Killarney were spent looking at a parking lot:
As I left the town at the end of my shift, I took these photos:
Now, why was my fund raising so bad?
I had to be outside which put me in more of a bad mood than I already was. And, my table was at this spot:
The store entrance and exit is on the other side of the pillar. Most of the shopper traffic was entering and exiting the store from the other side of the pillar. So it wasn’t coming by my table. Most of the shoppers who did come by the table had their backs to me. So I was able to make eye about two percent of all the shoppers who went to that store. I was seething the whole day.
I worked seven and a half hours straight. I didn’t take my lunch break.
As fire is kindled by bellows, so is anger by words.
Tomorrow: Killarney. I hope my teenage son comes with me.
Here are some AI images I made for Ray Pero:
What kind of man will feel depressed at being idle? There is nothing finer than to be alone with nothing to distract you.
If you follow the ways of the world, your heart will be drawn to its sensual defilements and easily led astray; if you go among people, your words will be guided by others’ responses rather than come from the heart. There is nothing firm or stable in a life spent between larking about together and quarrelling, exuberant one moment,
aggrieved and resentful the next. You are forever pondering pros and cons, endlessly absorbed in questions of gainand loss. And on top of delusion comes drunkenness, and in that drunkenness you dream.
Scurrying and bustling, heedless and forgetful – such are all men. Even if you do not yet understand the True Way, you can achieve what could be termed temporary happiness at least by removing yourself from outside
influences, taking no part in the affairs of the world, calming yourself and stilling the mind. As The Great Cessation and Insight150 says, we must ‘break all ties with everyday life, human affairs, the arts and scholarship’
Exactly six months until Christmas!
Six months minus a day until my birthday!
23 days till 2365!
Will get the A/C fixed next week.
Shipping goods by sea has tripled in price. I wonder why.
I REMEMBER a house where all were good
To me, God knows, deserving no such thing:
Comforting smell breathed at very entering,
Fetched fresh, as I suppose, off some sweet wood.
That cordial air made those kind people a hood
All over, as a bevy of eggs the mothering wing
Will, or mild nights the new morsels of spring:
Why, it seemed of course; seemed of right it should.
—Los parlamentos democráticos no son recintos se discute, sino donde el absolutismo popular
registra sus edictos.
—Democratic parliaments are not forums where debates take place, but rather where popular
absolutism registers its decrees.
High school is a problem to be lived, not solved.
The graduation ceremonies I witnessed at the international school in Jiangyin were as depressing as yesterday’s. The idea of congratulating the students seemed perverse. What had they accomplished?
Yesterday’s graduation wasn’t a big deal. But I have woken up with a sinking feeling because of it. My time in Brandon after I graduated from high school was horrible for me. Yesterday’s ceremony lead me to recall that. I don’t want that for Tony. I don’t want him to get stuck in the same mental traps that I did.
But I can sense the despair he feels right now.
Once a Spartan, always a Spartan. We’re both Spar-tanes..
Tony: Class of 26.
Dad: Class of 82.
To be honest, Tony never felt a part of the school, this year, as I did, all those years ago. We both finished our high school with one year in Brandon after puttering around in other places for the eleven previous years: Tony in China; I on military bases. I never really felt part of Brandon. I had to get out after graduating. Tony now feels as I did. So there are parallels.
Thankfully, we missed the summons for baby pics. Most of the other students had two photos of their panel: a baby photo and a grad photo.
We left the ceremony as soon as we could.
When we got home, his grandmother was full of complaints about him.
Ho hum and dreariness.
Tony is sitting at the end.
—La decisión que no sea un poco demente no merece
respeto.
—A decision that is not a little crazy does not deserve
respect.
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