I went morel hunting over the weekend, and not only did I NOT find morels, I saw very few mushrooms at all. I found a few clumps of inky caps, and some tiny, tiny dryad saddles. I thought with the weather we've had, there would be mushrooms everywhere, but nope, very, very few.
These are the dryad saddles. Sorry about the focus, but you can see by comparison with my thumb how small they are. These mushrooms are usually the size of dinner plates this time of the year.
Seven more days of vacation. We'll try again later.
I stopped by McDonalds for a quick breakfast this morning on my way to hunt morels. I generally don't do fast food, but I do like McDonald's coffee and their sausage biscuit.
The place is usually filled with older men, I think because they get free coffee or something. These are people generally 10 to 20 years older than me, so they were teenagers in the sixties to early 70's.
This one fellow was railing about how some person on some TV show kept saying "Damn this" and "damn that" and he was quite upset that children found that funny.
I was amused that he was so put out by such a mild curse on TV, and wondered what people who were his age in the late 60's felt about his hair, or his clothes, or his music.
And then he said, quite loudly, "That's what's wrong with America. No one gives a shit." He was so put out by "damn" but loudly says "shit" just a few tables away from the McDonald's Playland.
Well, were finally getting some decent weather. I finished making the new garden boxes, so the process of moving the garden from the soggy back yard to the side yard, where its both closer to the kitchen and the water spigot is nearly completed, I just have to finish carting the garden soil to the new location and erecting the trellis. Maybe I can get the grass cut while I'm at it?
One day after the sixth anniversary of the Upper Big Branch Mine explosion, which killed 29 men, U.S. District Judge Irene Berger gave the ex-Massey Energy CEO the maximum prison time and fined him the maximum $250,000. A federal jury convicted Mr. Blankenship on Dec. 3 of a misdemeanor conspiracy to violate mine safety standards at Upper Big Branch.
Does he get it? Of course not.
“It is important to everyone that you know that I’m not guilty of a crime,” Mr. Blankenship said.
Um, yes you are. That's what being convicted means. It would be nice if his actions bankrupted him, because I frankly feel the most appropriate penalty for a rich criminal is to impoversh him. Unfortunatly, he'll still live quite comfortably on the millions he bankrolled by cutting corners on safety.
WTAE officials on Wednesday announced it fired television news anchor Wendy Bell, who came under fire recently for a Facebook post critics considered racist.
Hearst Television, the station's parent company, released the following statement: “WTAE has ended its relationship with anchor Wendy Bell. Wendy's recent comments on a WTAE Facebook page were inconsistent with the company's ethics and journalistic standards.”
"Considered racist?" It was amazingly racist, a textbook display of white privledge and a shocking lack of awareness. For those who missed it, this is what she posted to Facebook last week (via VSB as the Facebook post was taken down):
You needn’t be a criminal profiler to draw a mental sketch of the killers who broke so many hearts two weeks ago Wednesday. I will tell you they live within 5 miles of Franklin Avenue and Ardmore Boulevard and have been hiding out since in a home likely much closer to that backyard patio than anyone thinks. They are young black men, likely teens or in their early 20s. They have multiple siblings from multiple fathers and their mothers work multiple jobs. These boys have been in the system before.
And then she followed with this:
But there is HOPE. And Joe and I caught a glimpse of it Saturday night. A young, African American teen hustling like nobody’s business at a restaurant we took the boys to over at the Southside Works. This child stacked heavy glass glasses 10 high and carried three teetering towers of them in one hand with plates piled high in the other. He wiped off the tables. Tended to the chairs. Got down on his hands and knees to pick up the scraps that had fallen to the floor. And he did all this with a rhythm and a step that gushed positivity. He moved like a dancer with a satisfied smile on his face. And I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
By all means, read the VSB post unpacking Bell's comments, I cannot do justice to the awesomeness of Damon Young's analysis.
I've lived in the US all my life. I've lived in New York, New England, Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia, and of course, Pennsylvania. I've traveled all over this country.
I've seen neighboorhoods that certainly had an ethic flair, and in my own hometown we have a neighborhood that's considered the "Jewish Neighborhood" but it is by no means exclusivly Jewish, calling it "predominantly Jewish" is also a stretch, as it contains large numbers of other ethnic and religious groups. I'm sure our "Polish" and "Irish" neighborhoods are predominantly Catholic, but again, they're defined not by religion, but by enthnicity.
My point being, while it is certainly common to see neighborhoods and sections of cities dominated by certain ethnic groups, I know of very few that are organized around religion. I'm not saying they don't exist, but I can't even begin to understand the logistics behind determining what a "Muslim neighborhood" is.