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It's interesting to me that the media makes such a big deal out of death. I guess that's the kind of news that people are willing to pay for. I don't know why. People die for all kinds of reasons all the time. Life is cheap. Death is expensive. Lots and lots of people make a living administrating death. Not only the funeral homes, but cops, lawyers, judges, juries... all on the public dole... just to make sure death is done right. They can't prevent it from being done wrong.
Much of the news this morning has been about the death of NASA's space program. Lots of people are mourning. Literally. They are so sad that people won't be shot up into space anymore. It's been part of their childhood. It's part of the "death and taxes" deal exclusively. Taxes has paid for the NASA program, and not that it's been found fairly useless (except as propaganda and political rhetoric) the suckers who fell for it wanna bring back the good ol' days so they'll feel more secure.
Rain is a big issue around here. The drought we're experiencing is hard on everybody whether they know about it or not. we have had a sprinkling of rain on occasion, but not enough here on the coastal plains to meet the moisture in the ground. The doppler radar shows the summer storms headed straight for us, and then they split up and go rain somewhere else. It's been promised again today, but I've lost the faith.
I ran into my youngest brother at the greasy spoon yesterday. We had lunch together. It was rather odd. I'm worried about something interrupting his taking me over the VA on Tuesday to get the cataract operation done, and he has apparently been worried that I was worried. During lunch he assured me that he will be there for me or make sure that somebody will be. That was the odd part. We're kinda psychic together. Maybe it's just blood.
The bottom sheet on my bed has been a real hassle lately. Not only does it not fit well, but the mattress cover I recently bought is fairly thick and that makes the sheet even more unwieldy. The only solution I've been able to come up with is to use safety pins to attach the sheet to the mattress cover to keep it smooth and not get all wrinkly.
Yesterday I finally remembered to buy some safety pins to try this idea out. I literally pinned the bottom sheet to the mattress pad because the sheet is not designed to fit over something as thick as the mattress pad and the mattress together. I slept on this arrangement last night for the first time, and it appears to work pretty good.
The mattress pad is made out of the space age material called "memory foam", and it works better than any mattress cover I've ever used. As a matter of fact, I regret not buying an even thicker pad than the 2-1/2" (6.35 cm) one I brought home. If I had bought the 4-1/2" pad I could have dispensed with the mattress all together, and I might do that yet.
Even with the arrangement I have presently, it's the most comfortable stuff I've ever slept on. I suspect that if I put the thicker pad flat on the floor it would give me as much comfort and support as any mattress I've ever owned. Granted, I've never owned one of the more expensive mattresses, so a comparison is hard to make.
After I built my own homemade float tank and used it for a couple of years I've thought about making a sensory deprivation chamber to sleep in, and instead of using heated, salty water to lay in, I'd use some of this memory foam for the comfort it provides.
If I were to do this I'd get rid of my bed altogether and create a chamber that was insulated to keep the sound and light out, and attach some sort of heater/air-conditioner system along with a humidity control device to have it work as a sensory deprivation chamber without the hassle of dealing with the water.
I'd probably have to build it outside for the same reason my ancestors built their kitchens outside of the main house. Fire. The whole point of building something like this would be to make it comfortable, quiet, and completely dark. If my house caught on fire while I was sleeping in this mechanism I wouldn't know it until my sensory deprivation chamber literally became my coffin. Aiiyeeee! '-)
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