It’s no secret that I don’t like politics. I don’t claim to belong to any political ideology, nor do I claim to think that everything stored within the synapses of my brain are correct. Some claim me too liberal, others call me too conservative. I can’t even give you a label myself. I don’t like to spout off about political topics here, but I want to say this. When you die, do you hope to be remembered well or despised to the furtherest reaches of hell? I’ve heard both sides of the remembrance of a president from a time ago. Respect for the dead seems to be a thing of the past. He left office a long time ago. The hatred for the guy that is coming out now is simply amazing.
I’ve been obsessed with sunrises and sunsets lately. I go running in the morning and see some pretty good ones. Sunsets are more rare. I guess what has to be the best part of working here was being in the sun all yesterday afternoon. We had to fix an air conditioner on the roof of the FM transmitter site, but it was just a gorgeous day. It wasn’t as much work as I anticipated, but while standing up there, Jim just said to me, “And we get paid to do this!” That’s right. I got paid to work on my tan.