A day at the beach

 Boca Chica Beach.  Right on the border; south of Padre Island.  The view from the back of the van: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZSmTk_cE50&feature=youtu.be A short drive north ends at the Jetty for the Port of Brownsville channel.  A short drive south ends at the mouth of the Rio Grande, looking across into Mexico. We found the rare bird that has been there for a week or so; the Glaucous Gull. It’s a natural beach on the Gulf of Mexico.  Anything can wash up.  A short walk into the dunes… …reveals things that used to be something, but they’re not anymore.   Now they’re something else.  

Football

 Well, that Superbowl was more fun for some than for others.  Nice game, Seattle. That’ll give the Broncos something to think about all off-season.  

My brother Bill is in the Far East

 He’s wandering around Thailand helping orphanages.  I’m wandering around wondering about regional perspective. The Far East.  The Middle East.  The West.  It’s all so Eurocentric; everything described in terms of their position relative to Europe. What about other perspectives?  To Asia, we in the U.S. would be the East.  The Middle East is their west.  In the Middle East, we would be the Far West.  Why does Europe get to name everything? I like the way the Aussies look at it: