Tuesday, March 5…I’m Late (Bill Thompson)

Morning  musings: Last night when I posted my journal to Facebook, it wouldn’t allow me to tag Kim. Message flashed that there was an error, and I should try again later, which I did with the same results. Whatever, Facebook. I’m going to bed. 

   This morning, I used my phone to get on Facebook to check if there were responses to a lizard picture I posted on the Reptile page last night.  A window popped up stating that my session had timed out and that I’d have to log in again. “Huh! Haven’t even been on FB yet so how could my session have timed out? And timed out? What‘s that mean in FB world? I thought I could be logged into FB forever, even after I die.”  Kim couldn’t get on with his computer either, but he received a different message about an incorrect password.  So, I googled “What’s up with Facebook” and it became obvious that we weren’t the only ones having problems.  Don’t know what the issue is or when it will be fixed, but after reading some of the comments on a forum, it seems the problem concerns all of Meta’s platforms and it’s a worldwide issue. Lots of fun comments but I like this one the best: “If everyone would just send me one dollar, I could afford some weed to get through this crisis”. 😎


  Facebook was fixed within an hour, and I was able to see that the lizard that hangs out on our tree is an ‘ornate tree lizard.’  I made a note and tacked it to the bulletin board.

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  I listened to an episode on History This Week entitled Uncovering Tutankhamun.  It covered the discovery of King Tut’s tomb, the political disputes about ownership of the artifacts or treasures held within the tomb, and the origin of the ‘mummy’s curse’. I have sketchy knowledge of King Tut and haven’t given him much thought along my life’s journey. I know he was young when he became pharoah/king; on our bike trip to Alaska in 2013, I visited the Alaska State Fair and saw an Egyptian artifacts display (copies not originals) chronicling his life; and I was a fan of the song ‘King Tut’ by Steve Martin. Figured there was more to know so I turned to Google.

     This is from the site pbs.org:  Despite the boy king’s importance in our history today, his reign was short and relatively unimportant in the history of ancient Egypt. He became an important figure only in death with the discovery of his tomb and mummy in 1922 both of which were incredibly preserved and provided valuable insights into the history of ancient Egypt.

   The site education.nationalgeographic.org had this information: Tutankhamen was born around 1341 B.C.E. His name means “living image of Aten.” Aten was the name of the sun deity that Tutankhamen's father and predecessor to power, Akhenaten, ordered his people to worship. Before this decree, ancient Egypt had been a polytheistic society, meaning that it worshipped many gods instead of one. Akhenaten also moved the capital and religious center of Egypt from Thebes to Amarna

   When Akhenaten died, Tutankhamen took his place. He was just nine years old. Aided by advisers, King Tut reversed many of his father’s decisions. Under his rule, Egypt returned to polytheism. This “boy king” ruled for less than a decade; he died at age nineteen.

  Gracious!  We have twin grandsons that just turned nine and I’m not sure they could be trusted to clean their bedroom properly without supervision…can’t imagine putting them in charge of a country/kingdom.

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   Kim’s neck is better, maybe still a little tight but he’s able to turn his head instead of his whole body to look to the side.  I’m recovered from the respiratory shit I had going when we left for Arizona…energy has returned, I sleep at night, no coughing, no stuffy/drippy nose, and no eye goo. Despite all those good things, I still sound stuffed up.  It’s the weirdest thing and I’m starting to think this is my new sound. 

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   This was an off-kilter day; we had plans early evening but what to do with the time between our late morning walk and getting ready?  We sat in the camper for a bit, but I got a little antsy about spending the whole day just sitting around waiting so we took a ride in the truck over to the petroglyphs off Houser Rd.  We walked around a bit before I realized I hadn’t sunscreened, so I headed for some shade. Kim went looking for rocks, fossils, and arrowheads while I sat on a rock waiting for wildlife to appear. I was hoping to see a lizard or two and hoping not to see a rattlesnake. But what I saw come loping down the dirt road was a long-eared jack rabbit, completely unaware of my presence on the rock. It didn’t seem to be in a hurry but it reminded me of the White Rabbitt on Alice in Wonderland…the one who sang “I’m Late” as he scurried about.  

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   On our trip back from the petroglyphs, I saw a nest in a saguaro on Houser Rd. and thought maybe there was a bird in among the cactus arms.  Kim backed up so I could see it through with my camera lens. Yes, there was a bird; it had its back to me, but I could tell it was big…thought maybe an eagle.  Showed Kim the picture…he thought maybe a red-tailed hawk.  Googled ‘back of red-tailed hawk’ and compared the results with the picture I got and sure enough, it’s a red-tailed hawk nest. 

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   Drove into Marana to spend the evening with Bryan and Linda Shumaker, friends from Boyne City.  They bought a house out here a couple of years ago and split their time evenly between Michigan and Arizona…6 months here and 6 months at home. Good friends, good conversation and lots of laughter…a great way to spend the evening.

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   I’ve been sending my mom my journal entries…this morning I had to play catch up and sent her both Sunday and Monday’s.  I received a text from her later in the day, simply stating that “We made a trip to get nachos twice.  Once on the bike and other time in truck.” There were more texts to round out the memory but I stand corrected…we have been to the Gu-Atchi Trading Post in the truck. 😏

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