Hee.

So my friend for whom I was searching "hipster" just suggested the uber-hipster tinned seafood place, so yeah.

The local Socialists met at the library today! I walked by and the room was almost all men, which I found interesting. The (small) room was very full - I estimate about 35 people.

Interesting, flea. Did you get a sense of the participants' ages? Was it all 60+ former hippies or 20 somethings who have no memory of McCarthyism and Red scares? Or was there a range?

Looked young overall. I found myself wondering if they've recruited the Bernie Bro contingent.

Timelies all!

We went to the Newseum today.(Was Gary's first time there, and my second-though the first at the current location). We saw the "Louder than Words" exhibit about music and politics. Was good, though I think we could have spent a lot more time there.

I follow a page on Facebook for activities in my home county of Greene County in Pennsylvania, rural communities and small towns in the foothills of the Appalachians, making their livings from small farms, the dying coal industry, a gigantic federal prison, and the fracking industry (spit). What was posted today was coverage of a 4H group doing highway cleanup along one of the many two-lane roads that run between the towns and farms and villages. 38 bags of garbage, 4 syringes, and many auto parts.

4 syringes. From the weed-covered edges and gullies of a couple of miles of a small country highway. I knew that heroin was devastating rural areas, but I didn't know it was enough to generate at least four syringes thrown out of a car window. How much more must there be?

Looked young overall. I found myself wondering if they've recruited the Bernie Bro contingent.

Sounds plausible.

I follow a page on Facebook for activities in my home county of Greene County in Pennsylvania

I do the same with my home town. It's a combo of great Lake Huron photos and concerns about the economy.

I knew that heroin was devastating rural areas, but I didn't know it was enough to generate at least four syringes thrown out of a car window. How much more must there be?

Much more, unfortunately. And then there's the oxy end of things, in pill form. It's pretty awful.

Today I've mowed the yard, well, most of the yard. I do the backyard, garden area, front yard, the easement, and all the difficult to mow areas of the side yard. Then I leave the big, easy to mow, part of the side yard to a kid. Unfortunately, I pushed it a little too hard on one of the slopes and the yard tractor rolled on top of me. I managed to get it pushed back on its wheels and finish the job, but I'm a little sore. I've also done a load of laundry, done a load of dishes, gotten pet food, and gotten groceries. Now I need to return to the grocery store and get a forgotten item so I can cook dinner. Unfortunately, it's a dinner that generates a lot of dishes so I'll need to do another load of dishes yet today. I also need to do some work on my wife's website and make a brochure or two for her, but I don't know if that will happen tonight. I suspect I'll run out of time.

Congrats on the book and good luck with submission, Hippocampus! Hearing about writing goodness makes me wish I had some time to do some writing.

Yay, book! Go, hippocampus!

Yikes, Gud! I'm glad you weren't hurt worse.

Yikes, Gud! Be careful! I hope the soreness fades quickly.

I follow a page on Facebook for activities in my home county

Pre-Facebook I could just watch COPS to catch up on my neighborhood.