Will gets Poetic

Baaaah! Nagging cold. Nothing really debilitating, just annoying. A lot of tossing and turning last night. No gym, and were sore anyway and could use a break. We are not at our best. 

Bam! What was that? We keep our strategic seltzer reserve on the porch. With the cold weather, one of them just exploded. Damn it!

So let's tally. Sunday saw the Bondi Beach shooting. On Monday a woman showed up at the memorial and screamed at the mourners about Israel. The next day a Jew was attacked on the subway in New York. What's it going to be today? The Golden Age of Jews in America is over. 

We are informed that Gil Gerard (Buck Rogers) returns to Ranger-3. Rest in peace, sir.  Buck Rogers was a zany late 70s science fiction show, produced by Battlestar Galactica's Glenn A Larson. Buck Rogers was basically a 70s cop show in space. Was it great? No. But Buck Rogers had decent production values and some interesting science fiction ideas. A lot of 80s actresses got their start in cameos playing scantily clad babes on Buck Rogers. See for example Markie Post. And OMG, Lt. Colonel Wilma Dearing. We were of course too young to appreciate her at the time. 

FB says we posted this Algore poem in 2009: We don't remember writing it. But this is pretty good. 

I ran for prez in 88, but I did not do so great
I ran with Bill in 92
and we turned 43% of the country blue
I once bragged 'bout rasin' tobacco
but later called the growers waco
at the 2000 convention I did not act my age
I tongued Tipper on the stage
to Bill I was loyal
and I went through much toil
but I was upstaged by Hillay
who I wanted to pillory
I could not speak the people's jive
so I was mocked by Saturday Night Live
I debated Goerge Bush
who I thought I did sqoosh
but my staff told me that I really lost
for me it was a holocaust
I tried to get the court to overturn
that election for which I did yearn
I now wonder what might have been
had I been prez for Osama bin Laden
the navy the air force the army the marines
I would unleash on that fiend
I would have destroyed all their stations
with the permission of the United Nations

DOGE Report: There's really nothing else we can do to the World War 1990: Whatever it's called, MS. It's time to send it to the editor, right? We decided that in chapter headings, we'd use Derry, rather than Londonderry. It seems even the Protestants are falling into using Derry. 

Ef Me. Ef me all the way to H. We may just call this novel World War 1990: Ireland. Why not? Ef it. And we sent the MS in for editing.