You've probably seen pictures of the weather on the east coast here which look pretty grim, and cold. Streets and supermarket shelves are all totally empty. Down here in the south it is very cold, but we don't have snow.
There was a Reception this evening at the Art Gallery being the first day of their Exhibition on "Wounaan Baskets from the Rainforests of Panama" (we're an erudite lot here). I'd intended going (but more for the cheese and wine and possibility of seeing people I knew, rather than the Wounaan Baskets) but when it came to stepping outside it was too cold.
I'd already been out this morning for my chaplaincy round at the hospital, then had lunch with Bill which was very pleasant. He's going to be away next week so I said I'd see him in a fortnight. He asked me what a fortnight was. I stood there feeling, and obviously looking, confused, and he said it is not a word they have in their vocabulary.
Well - there are words that were not in my vocabulary until I came here. Words like 'erectile dysfunction'. I kid you not - in every tv commercial break, along with all the adverts for cars and insurance etc are remedies for erectile dysfunction. And for those of you who don't know what that is, I'll leave you to figure it out, like I had to. Another very common complaint they have here - judging by all the tv adverts for its remedy is 'toe nail fungus'. I'd dearly love to know just how many people there are walking around Shawnee with toe nail fungus.
There isn't much in the rest of the news. The FBI are still relentlessly pursuing Hilary Clinton and her e-mails, but it was pointed out that the two people who would have to sign off on indicting her - like the Attorney General and Head of the FBI, are unlikely to do so. In other words, she seems pretty fireproof.
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