Sunday we lined the walls with brown paper and plastic.
Monday morning, the crew arrived to remove the old flooring and glue. They had told us it would take a half day, but at 4 p.m. they called it a day with a lot of glue still on the floor.
Right then I (Tyrel Sackett) felt sorry for Martin Brady (a bad guy), although his kind would outlast my kind because people have a greater tolerance for evil than for violence. If crooked gambling, thieving, and robbing are covered over, folks will tolerate it longer than outright violence, even when the violence may be cleansing.It made me think of what is going on in other countries today, and even in our own government.
Two people are walking down the sidewalk. One says: "Something hit me!"In the last several weeks, we've gotten over two inches of rain. Real rain that you can see falling, fills rain gauges, turns dirt into mud, and makes grass grow. It seems really odd to have green grass in July. I even got bit by chiggers yesterday. I thought the heat and drought burned them out for the rest of the year.
"What was it?"
"I don't know. Wait, there it was again. It was a drop of water."
"Where'd it come from?" Looking around, no one in sight, not even a bird.
"I don't know. It's kind of cloudy, maybe it is going to rain."
"In July? Not likely."
"No wait. There was another one. Did you feel it? Look, there's a drop on the sidewalk." They walk a few feet. "Look, there's another one."
"Hey, I felt one. And I see drops on the sidewalk too."
"Oh, I think it's over now; the sun is out. But wow, it rained."
"Yep, rain in July. I never would have believed it."