7:18
PM -- OK Then, All Clear --
The
weather. Ya, those winds never materialized and what little
rainy-dribble
occurred was unnoticeable. That's why this website remained online and
there was no duck and cover. It's definitely spring here because the
doves are back at the window air conditioner cooing which I hear to my
left next to this workstation. Robins are perched around looking
indignant because young squirrels have moved into their secret nesting
positions which has been tolerated so far in that I'm not one to evict
anyone during the cold, but the squirrels are going to be surprised
when
I call the sheriff and have them tossed into the street. Meanwhile I've
been spooked seeing squirrels walking on the side of the brick wall
which creeps me out The damn things are mutating. I don't
know.
About the blog I mean. In one sense I think it's a waste of time to
publish myself on a global medium yet because it's possible there is an
inclination to do it. That combined with the fact that low power hobby
radio is fading into antiquity and needs boosters who support a
movement toward restoring it to rightful glory. Artisan Radio has the
right idea with his plans to rejuvenate his radio station in Canada,
very inspirational. You can go back to what you were doing, I guess
I'll do dinner.