Remembering Miss Moneypenney . . .

Thursday, May 28, 2026. It's Thor's day . . . Moderate Southerlies and rain chances are in the forecasts for Green Country and TulseyTown today. A cooler afternoon upper 70's to near 80º.

Comfort provides a floor but also a ceiling. – Trever Noah

The man who built his political career on silencing inconvenient witnesses just proposed a government-wide gag order on two million federal workers. – Miles Taylor, Defiance, 5.27.26.

Republicans can look forward in Texas to dumping another $250 million into trying to get Paxton elected, running against James Talarico, money that they needed to flip Democratic seats elsewhere. Republicans are increasingly relying on a playbook from the 1800's. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American posted for today.

Glory Days. – Joyce Vance, in today's Civil Discourse.‍ ‍To the point: Support James Talarico in Texas.

One of the most accomplished all-around athletes in history, Jim Thorpe, was born today in 1888 Prague, Oklahoma.

Today is also the birthdate of Ian Fleming. Born in 1908, London, England, the suspense-fiction novelist gave us the character James Bond – the stylish, high-living British secret service agent 007.

Sonny Rollins, whose forceful and imaginative approach to the tenor saxophone made him one of the dominant jazz musicians of the post-World War II era, died at his home in Woodstock, N.Y., on Monday. He was 95.

And, the poet May Swenson was born on this day in 1913 Logan, Utah.

A party isn’t a party unless people dance.

My baby’s a Democrat / But when I wear a top hat / And carry a cane, I engage her, / She forgets I’m an English major. /

Yes, I’m a bibliophile / And I’m old but I’ve got style. / When I’m in a subjunctive mood, / I don’t sit in the dark and brood, /

I let the music fill my senses / And conjugate my tenses. / A gentleman of grace and glamour / Who can dance with perfect grammar, /

I like to practice seduction / By elegant sentence construction.

Garrison Keillor, “The Man at the Typewiter,” The Column. 5.27.26

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