Friday, June 26, 2026

The Competition is On. So Far I'm Winning & It Will Be Quite the Lottery: Birds vs. Crandall 2026. Berry Extravangza. It's On!

When I mowed earlier this week, I saw the berries were starting to ripen. Yesterday, I took Karal out back to see if they were ready. Not all the arms are lucrative with blue delight, but many were so I put together a container for a last-minute good-bye rondezvous with Shirls and Michael and Leo and Bevs. I should probably cover the bushes, because I know the birds will be wanting them, but I sort of live with the philosophy that it's fair game. That's nature.

I had a good day ordering and planning, getting a hair cut, and meeting my friend Sonya for a much needed intellectual therapy and mentoring session. Lucky for us we hit happy hour and our gathering was super cheap and accompanied by pierogis. So good. 

Great World Cup games again, that battled with the ugliness of Workday. God, I hate that system, but I hope I got the paperwork in.

The weather continued to be nice, and now will be met with rain battles for the unforeseeable future, although I hope for less than more, although the gardens crave the more. I need to get to campus and assemble writer's notebooks, as well as pick up orders from bookstores and attend several end-of-the-year K-12 teacher celebrations (hey, I won't have to cook). Perhaps the work I do that extends all the way to graduate school has its perks. The graduation seasons extends across two-three months. 

Finally, I'm wondering about this online media world that came upon so quickly and whether or not it provides good, or it's an evil in disguise. The more I wrestle with it the more I realize the answer comes with all the ways this generation of living is bringing us. I've been saying for a while we're Star Wars, all at the beginning of technological advancements and how it results with the human species (and the great marble we're lucky to inhabit). Can't answer questions today, because we just don't have enough information on where it all will land. 

That's the Problem with Summer. It's Simply Too Easy to Hop on the Grill and Find a Way to Gather with Others.

I had grandiose plans for being a loner on Sunday, which I did until later afternoon when I was hungry and I hinted I want people to take me...