Another overcast morning. High 30s predicted for later today. I checked to see if Punxsutawney Phil at Gobbler's Knob in Pennsylvania saw his shadow, and he did not. That's supposed to indicate an early arrival of spring. According to the Stormfax Almanac, Phil has been right 39% of the time, going back to his first prediction in 1887.
When it comes to weather predictions, I'm a skeptic. Meteorologists are the only group that can get away with predicting a 50% chance of rain. What doesn't have a 50% chance of happening or not happening?
Am watching the trial of the Oxford School Shooter's mother. Gotta say that the defense attorney doesn't impress me. She apologized to the court for getting frustrated with her computer and having said in open court, "I'm going to kill myself." The courtroom demeanor has certainly plummeted from what it was like back in the 1960 and 1970s.
Besides it being Groundhog Day, did you know that it was February 2, 1852, when London, England, opened the world's first public flushing toilet? We could all live without knowing this, but one never knows when one might need a bit of astounding trivia!
My next door neighbor just left. She picked up the tea project pictures. The boyfriend was asked to glue a broken teapot handle, so she picked that up, too. She lived in Israel for a few years and showed us a picture of how street tea vendors carried a samovar on their backs and poured tea on the streets. I'd never seen or
A quiet day. At 5 we're going to Buffy's house for drinks and a visit. Until then, I'll be in the courtroom tolerating the annoying decline in this particular courtroom. It's not every school shooting where the parents are each charged with four counts of involuntary manslaughter. I'll wait to share my thoughts about whatever the jury's verdict is in the mother's case. Yesterday the mother took the stand to testify.