UPS showed my book proof in Eugene at 6 a.m. this morning. I was hoping for "Out for delivery" an hour later but no such luck. Aaargh! It's been transferred to the Post Office.
At the same time that I'm impatient to see it I'm also anxious about errors I might discover.
At the coffee shop this morning I sent the inside (text) of Understanding Your Bible off to Amazon. Now I just await the cover and that one will be ready, too.
Sally's acting up and I think it may be her revenge for having sat for almost a full month while it poured rain, then we were in AZ, and then got back to more downpours. The idle is WAY too high unless I repeatedly blip the gas pedal and she sputters horribly for about 4 minutes after a cold start.
More fussing with the carburetor I guess.
I leave for NY in three weeks so I'm working a little each day on prep. I feel a particular obligation to do my very best for a church that's flying me across the entire country to fill in for a month. For me that means very thorough preparation. I'll have time each week to work on the next Sunday's material but I don't want to need it.
Marta came late this afternoon to take Stella for the weekend and a tryst with one of Marta's bucks. I decided this was the time to trim hooves lest Marta think I'm a bad goat owner, so all three girls got that treatment this afternoon.
NOT my favorite job! Goats don't like having one foot held off the ground and they especially resist having their back foot pulled out from underneath them. Goats have no means of defense except running so having one foot in the air freaks them out. They kick vigorously to try to break that leg loose of whatever is restraining it. It's hard to trim a kicking hoof.
But 12 hooves are trimmed and should be good for another three months.
On the news tonight they did a segment on a zip line that just opened in the UAE.
Two miles long, takes about 3 minutes, and you hit speeds of 90 mph.
Yes please!!!
Also from today's news...
I'm a fan of Formula 1 racing and typically watch every race of the season. It's considered the pinnacle of auto racing with mind boggling amounts of money spent on cars loaded with almost magical technology, races held at some top tier venues (Monte Carlo, Abu Dhabi, Texas) and drivers that qualify as elite athletes.
And now another kerfuffle.
For as long as I can remember the pre-race ritual has included grid girls - beautiful young women who stand at each of the cars as they line up on the grid. When it's hot the grid girls hold an umbrella to shield the driver from the sun while they wait in their cars for race time. Sometimes they hold a sponsor's sign (sponsors pay millions of dollars to have their business name appear on and around the car), and sometimes they just add...ambience.
Not surprisingly pressure was put on the leadership of F1 and they announced a few days ago that grid girls would no longer be a part of F1. The CEO of F1 said they are inconsistent with emerging social norms. Feminists applauded and posted "it's about time" messages on social media.
The grid girls are NOT happy. And methinks they have a point.
The grid girls are firing back saying it's hypocritical of the feminist movement to say women should be empowered to be and do whatever they want and then tell them "Except for...." Their outfits are not skimpy and closer to what a flight attendant might wear than what women on the red carpet strut. Several of the grid girls wrote on social media that they have a genuine interest in auto racing and this is a way to get closer to the sport. Plus, it's a part-time gig and they all hold down regular jobs, sometimes in respected professions.
It struck me that their ire is directed not at the management of F1 but at the feminists who claim they're protecting them.
"We're adults that willingly chose to do this for our own reasons. Where do you get the right to tell us what we cannot do?"
Amen, sister.
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