"The Irish are a very popular race - with themselves." - Brendan Behan

Our saga with the IRS continues.
Background: the middle of last year we got a letter from them saying we needed to file an amended return for 2014 because we got a subsidy when we used Obamacare and that needed to be reported on our return.
Except we never used Obamacare. We got our health insurance through Pam's job at the hospital.
So I went to the IRS office here in Eugene shortly after we moved here where an IRS desk jockey stared at his computer screen in silence for about 5 minutes and then said, "I have no idea why you got this letter." He passed it up the chain to his supervisor and told me to write a letter saying I wasn't going to do anything unless/until they provided proof we'd used Obamacare. So I sent that letter.
Two months ago we got a response saying they'd rec'd my letter but needed another 45 days to do more research on the issue.
Over the weekend we got another letter from the IRS (pulse increases at the site of an envelope from that agency) and this letter said....wait for it..."we need another 45 days to research the issue."
But this one helpfully added, "You can send us money in the meantime to help defray any payments and interest you'll owe when the time comes."
Uhm...no.

Today the Trump folks fired campaign manager Corey Lewandowski because his temperament was seen as too abrasive. That's like changing out the radiator cap on your '72 Chevy Vega.

Also in automotive news, over the weekend actor Anton Yelchin was killed when his running 2015 Jeep Grand Cherokee rolled backward when he was standing behind it, pinning him between the vehicle and his security fence. Today I read 2014 and 2015 Grand Cherokees were recalled because the gear shift mechanism is faulty and can lead drivers to think it's in Park when it isn't.
Uh-oh.

Why are they called roosters when hens also roost? They should be called crowers.

Timber guy #3 showed up at 5:30. He said he'd be here this afternoon. He turns out to be one of those guys who has all the answers before you even ask the question and finish your sentences to show you he knows it all. So I wonder if he knows I won't be calling him back.

Today is the summer solstice, the longest day of the year when the sun is as far north as it goes, a point known as the Tropic of Cancer. Why it's called that is as much a puzzlement as why they call them roosters. The Wikipedia article explains where that name came from, explaining that the sun reaches that point during the period of the astrological sign of...Taurus. And the word tropic comes from a Greek word meaning to turn.
Whatever.
The Tropic of Cancer is at 23.5 degrees north.
The mid-point between the equator and the north pole is the 45th parallel, which runs through the state of Oregon. I only know that because when driving up I-5 to Seattle we go by a sign that tells us when we're crossing that imaginary line.