Half a loaf

Yeah, me too. I have no idea what that means. It is just the phrase that has been running through my head most of the afternoon. Beyond that? Nothing.

The sun came out today and brought a bit of wind with it. It was a plenty OK day for a bicycle ride though. There aren't going to be many more. Today featured a high temperature several degrees above the average high for the day but that no longer requires balmy. The current average high is 46, we got nicely into the 50s.

Today I rode down Sheldon Street, the street over near Como Park featuring oaks as boulevard trees. Even the oak trees are losing some leaves, the street is lined with brownish multi-pointed oak leaves.

I was looking at yesterday's post after reading through the comments. I provided two links to articles about Floyd B. Olson and the 1934 trucker's strike. The first one is to an article in the magazine Law and Politics, the article written by Russell Fridley a former director of the Minnesota Historical Society.

The second, linked here again, was in the Twin Cities Daily Planet, written by Dave Riehle of the Minneapolis Labor Review. I hadn't noticed that before I am sorry to say.

This Dave Riehle is, of course, known to me. I once voted for him in his bid for election to, if I recall correctly, the United States Senate.

He writes well and would have, I am absolutely confident, made an extremely good United States Senator. Unfortunately perhaps, those running for federal office with an endorsement from the Socialist Workers Party do not receive wide spread publicity and have no realistic chance of actually winning.

Still, good on Dave for having the strength of commitment to his convictions.

There, I have cast a net out into the genetic pool. Some have already caught the fish, some will be stuck with only bread, perhaps as little as half a loaf.