The grasshoppers at play

We saw this guy on the deck at the pool.

grasshopper

We spent about seven hours there tonight, no kidding. It was a very nice time. Brian also invented a new hamburger for us, which was the other highlight of a fine Saturday.

Here are a few links for you to enjoy, just in case you aren’t at the pool, too.

There are some good points here. Some pertinent realities. John A. MacArthur says the internet makes bad journalism. He has a point. There are also some realities that can’t be ignored. That doesn’t make them better, or worse, but they remain our realities.

Pop-up ad creator: ‘I’m sorry’ There’s a great line in “The Execution of Noa P. Singleton,” dealing with a much, much heftier theme than pop up ads, but let’s consider it anyway:

But you see, the problem is that apologies are really just little weeds that grow over monuments and headstones. They keep coming back, but never stop ruining what lies beneath. If an apology is truly authentic, the pain is supposed to stop. Right?

A Medicare scam that just kept rolling:

This summer, in a Los Angeles courtroom, Bonilla described the workings of a peculiar fraud scheme that — starting in the mid-1990s — became one of the great success stories in American crime.

The sucker in this scheme was the U.S. government. That wasn’t the peculiar part.

Somewhere between here and $8.2 billion dollars were tied into the scheme. No one knows how much, though.

My toes are raw. I’ve checked them several times tonight, just to see if they were bleeding. But the pool has been fun.

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