Owen and I went to the Obamachron to see the leucistic kestrel, and behold, we, or I, did. And two pairs of people liked my kuffiyeh. I showed a traveller from Italy the kestrel, and they were amazed. Own balked at the footbridge, so we didn't get to the island. Some people have a fear of bridges. I feel sad for anyone in the military. I can't imagine killing anyone. How do they live with themselves after killing people? So it's veterans day and I pray for peace. I know that the forsaken country has never in its existence made peace, but still I pray, and I know there are multitudes of others like me, praying all the time.