"All the people like us are we, and everyone else is they." - Rudyard Kipling

The State of Arizona does't do this time change nonsense. I miss that.
Nobody has figured out a way to tell goats and other farm animals their feed will show up an hour later.
Or my stomach, for that matter.
Both made a lot of noise this morning.
I wonder what the neighbors thought of Spike's crowing at 5 a.m. (He's very loud.)

I'm in that group of people that responds to emails when I pick them up. On rare occasions I can't because the incoming message requests info I'll have to gather, the response depends on things that haven't happened yet, or I need to talk to Pam about it. But 95% of the time I click on the reply button right after reading the message.
I realize not everyone is like that. Some people are fine with getting back to the incoming message when it suits them. Though my constitution simply cannot live like that I accept it's the way others work, and I try my best to deal with it.
Friday morning I sent out an email to three colleagues asking if they would be the content readers for my manuscript. I'd talked to each of them personally over the last year and each had indicated they'd be willing to help me in that way.
Two days later none of them has responded. And I'm gnawing at the straps.

Our pastor has mentioned that the church staff will, as a matter of policy, respond to emails within 24 hours. That strikes me as a wise policy.
And should I infer anything about the timeliness of the return of the manuscript from the delay in these guys' response?

I drove Sally into Starbucks & church this morning because Pam needed the Kia to transport a special needs gal to/from church.
On a vintage Mustang the air for the heater and defrost is drawn in through the grill between the windshield and the hood. Ford did a BAD job of designing the sheet metal under that grill which is why virtually all 65-68 Mustangs have rust-out there that allows water to run down and into the floor on both passenger and driver sides.
The solution is to remove the windshield, the hood, both fenders, and then drill out the spot welds that hold that grill in place. That allows access to that rusted sheet metal so it can be cut out and replaced by welding in replacement metal ($250) and reassembly can begin. "This is not a weekend job."
The bandaid solution is to buy a $30 cover that goes over the grill preventing water from getting in during something like an Oregon downpour. Alas, that also prevents air from entering that vent, meaning no heat or defrost.
With that grill cover in place I drove into church this morning in a driving rain without heat or defrost/defog. The good news: my feet aren't soaked. Not that I could feel them.
I couldn't decide if that hot cup of Starbucks Americano should go down my throat or my shirt.

The Utah legislature just passed a law tightening restrictions against polygamy that changes wording on a previous law. I'm surprised. And I predict that in the not-too-distant future someone will press this issue on to the Supreme Court arguing that polygamy between consenting adults is no different from marriages between gay couples and should not be prohibited. For the life of me I can't see a difference between the two deviations. Pandora's box has been opened.

If you're a fan of Major League Baseball (I'm not) or have lived in CA at any point over the last 67 years (I have) you know the name and the voice of Vin Scully who retired from his role as the Dodgers play-by-play announcer. He's a legend.
He has mostly stayed out of the public eye since retiring, but did an interview as part of an event in Pasadena last night. He was asked about his reaction to the NFL players who have protested by taking a knee during the national anthem.
His response was classic Scully, humble and self-deprecating. His statement included his commitment to never watch another NFL game on TV. It used to be his inviolate Sunday tradition to spend the afternoon watching the NFL, but his sense of loyalty to those who risk their lives for the sake of their country means he will never again watch an NFL game.
Always liked Vin Scully.

Stella has two cowlicks on her rear end. I figure it's her way of helping out the buck who will eventually have his way with her. The "come hither" look.