Oceans and their Floors, the Unkown Next Door, in the Basement

    Following the Nationals in the middle of July. They are losing a lot. They hit into their league leading 100th double play tonight. And that is not the worst of it. Their defense and base running are poor too.

        But I wanted to talk about the oceans and water. 

    I also have been playing chess, writing my novel, and wondering how many people have surpassed Tim Raines in career doubles, since he retired in 2002. Twenty years ago. When I was living in Los Angeles and planning on being a diplomat in the foreign service. Serve my country, wage some peace.

    What else do you do when you are alone on a Friday night? Help the missionaries move some things for a woman who is having a yard sale. Collect some cartons of cigarettes for your Army buddies. All in a day's work. They may be expired, because they are dated, but maybe God wants them to get smokers sick.

    And while I am random, some other baseball notes. The Orioles finally lost after winning ten in a row. And the guy who hit for the cycle, the night I went to Camden Yards, in only six innings? Hasn't even been playing much. Hays.

    And more baseball notes: the Nats get some offense in the last inning, while losing still. Lost 14 of 18, like 13 of 14. Ugh. They get hits, but mess up every way possible. Strasburg is out, Corbin had a small comeback of wins but now has 12 or 13 losses by himself. In mid July.

    Anyway...

    I read that only twenty percent of the ocean's floor is mapped, but that some robot sail craft are mapping out the bottom of the seas. And they could finish this in 9.6 years, or something like that.

    The oceans. So full of life, so full of everything. Mostly dark, and deep, but millions of square miles of warmer surface area. Maybe the ice of the earth lands are melting, making the seas rise. Maybe the earth is warming, changing the ocean temperatures and currents and affecting the life...

    Hanna Arendt claiming that Eichmann was not evil. On the radio.

    Stream of consciousness, let us call it that.

    She was born in 1965, likely, because she graduated high school in 1983. Her parents both smoked, her dad at age 84 just this passed April. 2022.

    I watched some shows today, I worked eight hours at home.

    And I was thinking quite a bit about the ocean floors, the basements of our planet.

    The massive oceans. I have spent some time with them. But mostly no.  Mostly I have been on land. By some fresh waters at times, but farther from the salted seas.

    But how much of us owe so much to the oceans for our life? We are incredibly blessed by the earth presence of the seas. Vast, mysterious, and fecund.

    A bad guy character on Bosch mentioned the ocean before dying on the show.

    Maybe he got me thinking. Summer time, 2022.

    Yes.