Neanderpundit

at our church for any number of things, and sometimes the help she gets, while ambitious, is not… adequate.

Today she had a co-volunteer who was still attending college in her thirties become flummoxed at being faced with the task of making change for $25 out of $40.

Oy.

Long before there were pocket calculators I was taught at school and by my mother the bookkeeper how to check my work by casting out nines. Anyone who hasn’t ever done this, it seems like magic. And it is not foolproof but a bookkeeper who is entering data into a general ledger (How all business was conducted until the 70’s, pretty much, and even after that, for a lot of companies) it was a quick and dirty way to check your work. Remember that in those days only the head bookkeepers and accountants would have been supplied with adding machines, when the salary of a secretary was $20-$30 a week, an adding machine cost $300.

I get that you don’t need to do this because the machines are so much better and faster, that’s a very good thing. But shouldn’t anyone be able to make change for $25 out of $40?

of Obamacare is the ability of MD’s to ask patients if they have firearms. Professor Hale discusses it here, among other things, and explains the need to lie through your teeth.

But why, Og? I’m a very honest person!

That’s great- but when the md’s records become readily accessible to the Fed Gov, the gun question is enough to give them adequate reason to deny you health care coverage.

Learn to lie. Get used to breaking the law. Remember illegal and immoral are separate entities. And morals- good ones- are superior in every way

Friday was spent fishing for gills, and we caught a nice catfish, which we promptly ate. Even with a mere dusting of Old bay it was better than anything you’d ever get in a restaurant. And I have a wad of gills in the freezer for later.

The squirrels didn’t completely evade us, almost everyone snagged one, I shot two and one is still thirty feet up in the fork of a tree. There are plenty of predators so it will be gone tonight- but I would have liked to put it in a stew.

The weekend was splendiferous. I liked not being at work most of all.

Mr B has been the target of some ugliness in the last couple days, send a happy thought or prayer his way, he can use them. He’s tough as old shoe leather so he’ll do fine, but it does sometimes feel as if the planet is ganging up on you. I know the feeling all too well. We’re all in for a long strange trip.