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This is my nephew's video sent to me by way of thank you. It's a Kiwico kit sent to him each month.

That's turned out to be a pleasant purchase. It gets the two boys focused on something that is not electronic and it forces them to think about me at least once a month so I stay at least a little bit relevant. They're very young boys and they totally trip on these kits.

Except for the ones their mother withholds for being too much of a mess like the spinning paint one. Can you imagine? A motor affixed inside the box that the kit comes in with a platform that spins. The kids drizzle paint onto the spinning platform to produce a spun design. Mum says, "No way, Jose." Wise Mum.

Boesemani rainbow

There are two of these in the tank, survivors from originally ten.

I don't know what went wrong but they just kept dying. One after the other, boink, boink, boink, and then there were only two. And those two are thriving. Apparently. They play around all day.

They are just now coming into their colors. Honestly, I expected them to be a bit more rainbow-y.

I thought they would be more like this:

Or why else would they even mention a rainbow?

Easter box

I think it's an Easter Box.

It's from my two nephews under the guidance of my brother and his wife. I send them crap all the time so they feel an urge to respond. I think.

It's lovely.

And it took a lot of effort.

Edit: The kids said it's Valentine's Day and Easter box.

This is me smiling broadly. Bell's palsy makes it look dour.

Crowd for Trump rally in Wildwood, NJ

The rally wasn't that great. All review. Nothing stands out. The audience made it more so than the president. Here, if you care to see it. Jeff Van Drew changed parties to Republican during the Trump House impeachment and Trump asked him how he (Trump) could help. Jeff answered have a rally in his area, so this is that. Apparently.

So much to riff on, so much to apply his style, yet the thing started late and wrapped up fairly quickly. I think. Actually, I fell asleep and stopped it, then woke up and started it again at the point that I left off and poof in just a few minutes it was gone.

I'll go read what others saw in it for the things that I might have missed.

Eh. Comments here, three pages of them. The usual rooting but not much specific to Trump at this rally.

Ten bags of shirts to Goodwill

I have a walk-in closet with two poles. One pole is pants, plus the shelf above it, and the other side is shirts, plus the shelf above it. These shirts have been sitting there for years without ever being worn.

Years.

Every shirt that I haven't worn in 10 years is out.

Same with shoes.

Pants are next. But right now I'm experiencing a weight shift so the pants are arranged by size. Presently size 32waist are hanging and all the rest are stacked on the shelf. Except for some of the size 30waist that don't fit on the shelf. Size 30waist is the main size. But even there I see pants that I never intend to wear.

So there is still room for more to go to Goodwill.

They're all very good clothes. That's why I hung onto them for so long.

Spirit in the sky

Remarkable image of Christ-like figure is spotted in swirling clouds above Birmingham.

That is the title of an article published by theSun.co.uk.

"It was really odd -- the sky was quite cloudy and there was this weird cloud formation. People have been telling me it looks like an angel or Jesus with his arms outstretched."

She sent her picture around to relatives. They all said the same thing: angel or Jesus.

Yeah. The rest of the sky was regularly cloudy with that thing sticking right out. In my part of the world we call that a tornado formation.

The whole sky has an eerie feel to it.

Until the whole thing busts loose. Or else fizzles out.

Pareidolia: The psychological phenomenon that causes people to see patterns in a random stimulus.

I am four years of age.

I ask my older brother why the clouds move. It was cloudy. We are watching them.

Here's the thing about my older brother. If he didn't have an answer, he made one up.

Now, imagine having a younger brother who asks you a million questions a day.

After awhile you just say something to get the kid off your back.

That's what he did.

"The clouds move because Jesus is up there pushing them around with a stick."

I looked but could not see Jesus. I looked really hard.

"He's up there. The clouds are hiding him. He is on top of the clouds."

I spent the next several years looking for Jesus in the clouds.

Son of a bitch!

At the time I took every answer at face value.

It took me years to realize the guy was full of crap.

But I loved him so. He really did answer a lot of questions. And he did the best that he could. It's no wonder at all that he ditched me all the time.

What a butt hole I was.

I deserved flippant answers.

It's not so bad as I am making it. He really did have quite a lot of great answers. He raised me as much as our parents did. He blazed my trail. My parents provided stability, the backbone, while he did all the one-on-one tutoring. And he never signed up for that.