It was fifty years ago todayThis was in my head when I woke up this morning. You're welcome.
That Armstrong from the USA
Put his foot upon the Moon
And did the human race a boon
I suppose I ought to be a lot more enthusiastic about it being the 50th anniversary of the first Moon landing, but it's difficult to be, considering that we last visited the Moon in 1972--47 years ago--and gave up the capability to go there. And turned the remaining Moon rockets into lawn ornaments. And wasted the intervening time on stupid boondoggles.
The New York Times, which never saw an American accomplishment it liked, prefers the USSR's space program. If Werner von Braun had been captured by the Soviets, NYT would hail him as a hero of the space age rather than dredge up his connections to the nazis.
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There's more in the lineup, but I'll do it in a separate post, later. I woke up at 8 AM needing something in my stomach; then saw that the pool pump wasn't circulating water and ended up going outside to tend to it.
Mrs. Fungus and I had a late-night dip in the pool last night, after I was done with work, because at 10:30 it was still 87° outside and the dewpoint was still 78°. It was seriously uncomfortable outside, but in the pool it was delightful, and we stayed in it until we both got cooled off--so much so that the tropical night air felt chilly, and going inside the house felt like stepping into a meat locker.
Anyway I'd swapped the filter last night and the one in the pump was clogged with gunk. I hosed it out and left it in the sink, and this morning I swapped that one back into the pump because in about nine hours it had clogged up again.
Today I will be buying a cover for the pool, to keep the leaves and stuff out. That should help.
But that's later. Right now it's a bit after 9 AM and I want to go back to bed.