The blog scan has gotten to autumn 2020, we see. It's conducted with a Safari browser out of Singapore. You know guys, there's a Singaporean character in World War 1990: ANZACs.
Today is the last day of school. We're happy for the girls and feel just a bit of that feeling that we used to get on the last day of school. That's a good thing.
Yesterday we drove up to Westchester County, New York to meet our sister and dad for lunch. It was his 77th birthday. The lunch was at an old Stroock family jaunt, Epstein's Kosher Deli in Hartsdale on Central Avenue. Then we drove home. About four hours roundtrip in which we got in an hour of Spanish. We awake tired and sore, reminding us that we're getting old ourselves; 50 next month.
We stopped by Ferncliff Cemetary on the way home to commune with mother and grandparents. We made Oldest Daughter promise to tell bad jokes over our grave. 'Lets go. This place is dead.'
Long time reader(s) will recall we like a cigar and an adult beverage. We get hung up on the health angle. But we've been watching the Arnold Schwarzenegger documentary on Netflix and note Arnold's a major cigar aficionado. He's fine. Maybe we should lighten up a bit. We're 2/3rds through the Arnold doc and rate it 3/4. It's certainly interesting.
We read the World War 1990: The Final Storm scene where the SAS breaks into REDACTED and torches the place. Then we read it again. Okay, moving on to the next scene.
Ukraine, we're out of insights. The only thing we can think of is the Ukes are playing 4D chess and we just don't see it. Maybe they used the Leopards and Bradleys to distract the Soviets Russians, and soon columns of Uke T-72s are going to appear out of the Slavic mist
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