Thank you my five followers for reading/reacting/zzzz through my posts. It is a momentous day as I head out to a field to sweat with the masses and say goodbye to my retinas. I have the cereal box ready to go but I know as a tryer that it’s just not going to keep me from sneaking a peak at the eclipse. Big peak. Challenging the gods peak. The Boomlennial made the rules to break the rules and science be damned. At this point the best I can hope for is a big cloud or a bebe that needs a distraction because I would NEVER let them look up heaven forbid. My irresponsibility only applies to me which is another subject for another time which I hope to explore with perhaps a keyboard with raised dots on it. Or better yet the fake news is in the cardboard sunglasses business and it’s all just media hype. You have to think that the people in the world not controlled by others telling them what to think might just be a bit curious why it’s getting dark in the day and take a gander skyward. And continue on with their day not realizing they were supposed to burn their eyes out. So they don’t. Or maybe they do. Will check out CNN in the morning so they can tell me half the country has gone blind. And it’s Trumps fault. Fortunately, I can switch to FOX where they don’t even address it and my day will continue in ignorance. And hopefully light. Or maybe grateful there’s medicinal weed. Goldenrod, that is, which I will pick in the field while I can still see.