Yesterday became July 26th, 2020 while I slept last night. I didn’t notice the click of the celestial clock. I never do. A brand new, never used, open slate day has arrived and we get to live it. Some of us don’t. They left us yesterday and there afe some that join us today. That’s the way it works. The trick is to avoid leaving before our time. I’m doing the best I can. I don’t want to miss Aunt and Uncles Day, National All Or Nothing Day, National Bagel Fest Day, Parents Day, World Tofu Day or National Coffee Milkshake Day. I’ll throw caution to the wind and celebrate tofu. Lots of different ways to cook it. This is the day in 1775 that the US Continental Congress creates United States Post Office in Philadelphia under Benjamin Franklin. On this day in 1878 In California, poet and American West outlaw calling himself “Black Bart” makes his last clean getaway when he steals a safe box from a Wells Fargo stagecoach. The empty box found later with a taunting poem inside. This is one of his more famous poems: “I’ve labored long and hard for bread/ For honor and for riches/ But on my corns too long you’ve tred/ You fine haired Sons of Bitches.” Finally, on this day in 1945 that we exploded a nuclear bomb over Nagasaki Japan. This is the birthday (1856) of George Bernard Shaw, Irish dramatist and Nobel Prize winner. George said, “We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” On this day in 1533 that Atahualpa, last Sapa Inca Emperor, was garroted by order of Franciso Pizarro at about 52. Atahualpa said, “You worship a God who died on a tree; we worship the sun, which never dies.” Only a couple of his quotes survive. That’s enough for today. Be safe. Florida is now number one and that’s not a good thing. Abide.
