It's Thursday. After tomorrow I'll have 3 days off in a row, back to work for 2 and then another 2 days off. The Jury Duty thing really screwed up my schedule: I worked 5 days, had one day off to go sit in Carlisle to see if I was going to get selected, and then I had to work for another 5 days... in a row. Crappy, ain't it?
I thought I'd talk a little about intimacy. Many see no further than the euphemistic definition. For them it is all about the sex and nothing more. If it were only about sex, then you could say the Idiot Jerk in the White House shared an intimate moment with Stormy Daniels. Now, isn't that quaint?However, that personal viewpoint does not quite jive with the actual definition which defines intimacy as a "close, personal relationship," and "belonging together." Intimacy fosters "warmth, closeness, and trust." When something happens to your spouse, or your husband, or your partner, or your wife, you don't think about those moments of hot sex. Rather it's those non-sexual moments that flood your mind, those times when a simple gesture, or look, or laugh binds your hearts together. This is why I don't write about sex. My characters are in relationships that don't depend upon getting laid to survive. I bring this up because yesterday at work I was asked if Eli and Max will ever have sex. My response was "oh, they have it all the time, I'm just not writing about it." If they were real people, thirty years from now, what do you think they'd remember? The hot sex, or that time when Max stitched up a gash in Eli's knee and asked "do you want the scar hanging to the left, or to the right?"
Anyway, it seems as though about half of the voting public realizes that William Barr did exactly what the Idiot Jerk in the White House and the crooked Republican Senate wanted him to do: muzzle the Mueller report. Perhaps we should take a page from their playbook and start shouting "lock 'em up!" I'm sure everybody would be waiting breathlessly for McConnell to write about his intimate moments in Cell Block 3... Wait a minute. We're talking about McConnell here, there wouldn't be any intimate moments... And the idea of him writing about hot sex in the shower is... Don't even go there.
Back when I was in the Navy, I worked with surface radar. I tracked boats, and ships that came within 25 miles in the Combat Information Center. We called it CIC. Air radar tracked planes and helicopters. A friend mine posted a picture from CIC of the air tracking stations. This is what it looked like.
Yeah, those are the terminals we worked at, though this pic is more recent. I can tell you, surface was a lot darker.