needles!

second shot of pfizer vaccine is in my arm — i told the big guy from the sandy springs fire dept that gave it to me not to break the needle off in my arm and he told me about taking a shot one time that went to the bone — eek

it'll take a couple of weeks to fully kick in, but even after the first dose, i was already enjoying a sharp reduction in existential dread — nearly a half million dead in this country, and the toll is still growing, with many of those deaths the direct result of the incompetence and rigid ideology of the previous administration — ever since reagan and his stupid "government is not the solution to our problem, government is the problem" nonsense, a good portion of the country has bought into the republicans' decades-long demonization of government — this pandemic and the big old mess in frozen-up texas right now is proving again why we have to work together, and why gummint, whatever its faults, is the most efficient way to do that

kerron hoppock

i have spent a few hours memoralizing one of my grandmother's aunts, kerron hoppock lee (1860-1938) --- the name has popped up in historical research, and i've been wondering how they could all be related to my aunt --- they weren't --- just as they are killing off aunt jemima, i discover that jemima, keziah, and kerenhappuch were the beautiful daughters of job that he had after the lord god jehovah ruined his life --- william blake got off on the story --- 

benefits of exiting trumpistan

i have not needed one of these little units since 20 january 2021 --- the ten-plus weeks of nonsense between the election and inauguration worked my nerves and required a pill or two --- 

who was john lee?

when my great-aunt ruby lee died way last century some time, i inherited a whole bunch of photographs --- there were tintypes of the family that she couldn't identify and a pile of snapshot from when she got her first camera in 1920 --- and in between group portraits of her aunts and uncles and what not, and a dead baby or two --- this photograph purports to be my great-great-grandfather john lee (1792-1865), who is buried in a little family cemetery off washington road in southwestern east point --- i didn't know it at the time, but we lived in the first house in the first suburban development of his old farm in the late 1950s --- 3701 chesapeake way

i've memorialized his family and that part of the world here ---