Monday, August 2, 2021

A herd of zebras

 Today we were driving along Texas 171, and there, behind an fence, was a herd of zebras.  I have no idea why they were being raised–we did not stop to ask.  I can’t believe people would hunt them; that would be like shooting donkeys or mules.  

We ate lunch in a Whataburger in Winnie, Texas.  The place was crowded.  We were the only people who were masked, and people looked at us like we were aliens.  Actually, in Texas, we were aliens.  

In Louisiana electronic billboards on I-10 say “seatbelts and vaccines save lives.” 

I have not read a paper or seen the news in four days.  Is Trump in jail yet?


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