My World of Wonders, aka The Wednesday Ws July 17th edition

What are my thoughts on Saturday evening in Pennsylvania? He missed! But how ugly politics have gotten, the overblown rhetoric lead by HWSNBN, has gotten us to new lows.  It feels like a banana republic, denial of election results, prosecution of politicians, inflamed rhetoric, blaming the other, leading to acts of violence. This is not who we are as a county.  I mistakenly paused on a "news" report and was appalled that no one is willing to tell HWSNBN that he needs to turn down the rhetoric a bit, he is destroying the country. Please don't miss on election day, every vote against He Who Shall Not Be Named (HWSNBN) is needed to send a message for him to crawl back into his cave and stay there. Don't think of it as voting for Joe, think of it as voting against HWSNBN and all of the ugliness he has brought out in the country.  

Where have I been this week?  Target for some shopping and to get out of the house.  The pharmacy. To get my hair cut.  Friday we had a cold spell, the high was only 82, I went into the City, and wandered in the National Gallery of Art for a couple of hours.  The farmers market. The pool.  

What have I been watching? The Tour de France, the past few years I have dreamed of being able to watch the live feed 5 to 6 hours each morning, and this year I can.  And Indy car racing, Iowa this past weekend, Detroit the weekend before.  

Who have a talked with?  Ana and Susan were in the pool with the two grandkids the other day, John a neighbor here in the building in the pool, Marcie who lives in building one in the pool.  My middle brother who called to update me on my sister's health.  

HoW is my sister doing?  The docs adjusted her medications, put her on a continuous blood pressure monitor and sent her home. The best they can figure, she was over medicated and her BP dropped way low.  She hit her head and neck in a nasty fall at home.  

What was my good deed for the week?  I checked the mail, and there was a key for a parcel locker.  The two boxes in the locker were for someone down the hall.  I could have left the boxes at the door to the mailroom and the postman would have re-delivered them. Instead I walked down the hall and dropped them at the door of the person they were for. She heard the boxes being placed and came to the door, and was so thankful.  She said she had been searching for the misdelivered packages, had reported them missing to the postal service and the shipper. It only took a couple of minutes to take the boxes to the right door, and it made someone's day. 

When is my next meeting?  I have a Zoom board meeting on Friday. 

Who deserves a slap this week? I had a slice of carrot cake at the National Gallery of Art last Friday. Some barbarians coated the outside for the frosting with flaked coconut. Coconut does not belong anywhere near carrot cake. 5 slaps out of 5 for poor taste. 

What is the photo above? The National Gallery of Art was built in the 1930's, the original elevators (lifts) were installed by Westinghouse, and these medallions are embedded in the floors. Westinghouse stopped building elevators and escalators decades ago.