On the warming-trended 3:55PM out of the City. Here’s to good friends. Tonight is kind of special.
On the third car from the front (in the direction of travel). The Sun’s effervescence is green-shifted by the triple-glazed, polymerized, FRA TYPE II COMPONENT windows.
I’m sorry. It’s the preconstruction season, where people in my business get annually retrained in documentation and agency reporting procedures, which deviate if you are dealing with a locally funded project, a state funded project, a regional autonomous quasi-governmental entity, or the federal government/federally funded work. It forces me to revisit methods and procedures that I used a decade ago, and have since needed a cursory understanding for compliance and auditing procedures.
That sounded really bureaucratic, didn’t it? Welcome to my Management mind. This conversation/checklist is going on in the depths of my head all the time.
Speaking of reusing old knowledge, keep an eye out for the Black Liver Project. If you are someone who enjoys beer, wine and spirits, and may go out to establishments to enjoy these potent potables, the BLP is the place for you! A “foodie” place for then discerning amateur sommelier or brewmeister. A repository of refined spirits and concoctions.
The curator of this beautiful blog is a Brother from my old college days. He remembers me as a semi-diligent micro- and cell-biology major, with some expertise in the biochemistry of alcohol. As part of the mission of the Black Liver Project, he wanted to get back to first principals. What is alcohol? How is the manna made? Why Bubbles in my bubbly? Questions, questions, questions.
I have spent far too much time looking inside, so I should start looking outside before my ride ends. There is a stylish dark-brown-haired fellow that looks a lot like a young Kenneth Branaugh, the renowned British actor and director. I know the celebrity more for his film adaptations of “Hamlet” and “Much Ado About Nothing,” but many would know him for his brilliant performance as Gilderoy Lockhart in “Chamber of Secrets.“
Anyway, our handsome late thirty something thespian is a bit of a gym-goer. He’s got broad shoulders and an outstanding head of hair. I am jealous. He is busily shuffling dates and auditions on his digital calendar on his iCrackerBot.
A very young Harry Caray is here. Mid-thirties or Early-forties. Very round. Size 50+ waist. I have always had a battle with weight, and my max circumference was nowhere near our sports announcer, but this fellow looks like he’s cultivating the gut for a special event. I have been harsh about weight because of my ongoing battle to be more healthy. But, from an epidemiology and economic perspective, largesse tends to lead to a greater healthcare burden on the individual and the system. It’s a little numerous for me to watch anti-ACA protestors and “man on the street” negative ratings by older and heftier Americans who are clearly benefiting from Medicare – socialized medical insurance managed by the state – but decry ACA because you have to buy private medical insurance, which is considered better managed than Medicare! The lack of basic logical argument about the topic is astounding. POTUS’s original plan was to do single payer, managed by Medicare, which if reallocated, would be devastating to seniors. Why can’t they just buy health insurance like everyone else? Hmph.
Also here are Tony Soprano, Pee Wee Herman, Lt. Columbo, and Edmund Blackadder. All are armed.
Happy Friday. Safe Travels.