I’m wearing a very festive shirt today. Very flowery. It’s not a Hawaiian shirt per-se, but it’s leaning that way. I put it on because I felt like wearing something summary. It is summer, you know.
Another million degree day. I’m looking forward to the weekend, they say it’s going to settle back down to more normal temperatures. I like normal. Normal is good.
Yesterday, Junior’s summer camp was supposed to go to Crow Hill at Leominster State Forest, but at the last minute it was changed to Hopkinton State Park. In today’s Telegram, I saw why: they closed the beach at Crow Hill after weekly testing showed elevated levels of enterococci.
I don’t know what enterococci look like, but I imagine they have are the bullies of the bacteria world, throwing their weight around, closing swimming holes. Actually, they said it’s bacteria from animal and human waste. Animal waste, sure, you can’t stop a bear from crapping in the woods, right? And the danged horrid disgusting geese are shit-machines. But human waste? Oh, reading on, “sometimes people rinse children off in the swimming water as they change a diaper, which can cause a problem. ” A problem? You are rinsing your poo-assed babies in the water that people around you are swimming in? Hello, McFly, do you not see the problem?
What kind of person does this? I mean seriously, did you ever see how much water little kids accident’s ingest when they are swimming? The only thing I can think of is that karma will get these people and some day their precious cargo will get dysentery from some other reject mom rinsing her kid’s poopy butt in the same small patch of water. Idiots.