Wow, what a week for beer news. Turns out that beer builds your bones. Pale ales and lagers work best. It's the silicon in the beer that helps.
(photo from Bike Friendly Fort Worth)
What a dilemma. I don't like beer much, and I do have osteoporosis.
Then Thursday we had a foot of snow fall on roofs that weren't planned for that. Look what happened to the much-beloved only-game-in-town microbrewery in Fort Worth, Rahr Brewing.
Look at the photo credit. Just one of the many groups in town that Rahr has helped. They are friendly to so many groups, I am sure folks will rally to help this often-beleaguered family business.
That year, 1969, was my last summer in college, a couple months after I met my future husband. He joined a rock-and-roll band, and they had a house-band gig that summer in Fort Worth. I remember seeing a guy in the parking lot at my apartment complex in Austin shouting up at me, "Hey I'm going to Woodstock!" I wasn't; I was headed to Fort Worth.
We were 20, the perfect age for that Woodstock moment. Fairly innocent, still children, technically. Yes, boys and girls, the voting age was 21 then.
Both of us loved the 1930s era. The fashions, the cars, travel by ship, movies from then. He read Fitzgerald. I enjoyed Hemingway outside of class. That bygone era was so romantic.
Who could imagine feeling that way about our era? Not us at the time. And now it's happened.
So here's a link to a cheesy icon of the era. Tie-dye. A cheesy how-to video that's not really tie-dying. I never wore tie-dye t-shirts back then. Too cheesy. I wear one now for nostalgia, because my son made it at Yearly Meeting 15 years ago.
Lord have mercy! Amazon has a 3-tape set of VHS videos, "Learn How to Tie Dye". At least it's not done by Martha.
Here's a how-to video a girl put up online, 17 minutes. Hope it's good. I'll see it next week when it finishes downloading on dial-up. Waiting for a part for my DSL. Being patient, like Job.
Reading the Bernie Madoff story on yahoo just now. Also watched the ABC video of folks who "lost" their never-gotten gains. For Madoff, the cash he kept would be considered ill-gotten gains?
The other folks are suffering because their greed didn't work out right. Madoff will suffer in the fed pen for his greed.
Then I did a little Madoff math to entertain myself. I love a puzzle like that--there's no way that everybody lost everything. Anybody that cashed out before the end did just fine. Madoff lived the high life. But there's nothing he could have bought to account for the money he took in.
$171,000,000,000
being all gone now. Some of that $171 billion must be laying around liquid somewhere.
...but that's not what this post is about.
So I scrolled back up, and noticed the top yahoo searches right now:
billy mays .. michael jackson .. neverland ranch .. gale storm
They're all dead. Even the ranch. Bernie might as well be; he'll die in prison.
Rest in peace, y'all.
And the rest of you all should get a little bit of life while you can. Look up something that's still alive. Do something.
A Quaker, politically active. Semiretired now that I got old enough to get survivor's benefits. So now I don't "do", I'm semiretired.
Recently I said this to a friend, "That's so American, to identify our self--our very selves--as the answer to 'what do you do?' Me? I dream, I create, I love, I survive. And I don't worry. blah blah"