A full moon is no excuse. . .

It's a foggy Thor's day in TulseyTown obscuring tonight's full Moon. That said there remains sufficient light for the messages in the mailbox which featured food for thought and memorably great writers . . .

Far too many people still don’t appreciate how Trump will react to a loss, just like they don’t believe he will carry out an authoritarian plan for America. It does seem surreal. But he’s telling us, as clearly as he did in 2016 and 2020, what he intends to do. There are no excuses for missing the message. – Joyce Vance, “No more excuses,” Civil Discourse, 1.24.24.

It's Burns Night in Scotland, celebrating the birthday of poet Robert Burns, born 265 years ago on this day in 1759 Alloway, Scotland.

Virginia Woolf was born on this day in 1882 London.

And it's the 150th anniversary of W. Somerset Maugham's birth. The writer and dramatist was born at the British Embassy in 1874 Paris.

Gin a body meet a body

Comin thro' the rye,

Gin a body kiss a body —

Need a body cry. – Robert Burns

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