I just got the word the Catholic church has dropped the idea of Limbo, the place where unbaptized babies (and according to Dante, good heathens such as Plato and Socrates) wait out the end of time. I'm not blaming myself, here's the motto of the Catholic News Service:

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But I still have a beef with Catholic heaven--I was always lukewarm about going where there aren't any cats, but now we're going to have aborted foeti? That doesn't sweeten the deal.

As the census winds down, we're traveling farther and farther afield in Brooklyn. (Oh, and there has been the matter of two enumerators in my region who were found to be falsifying their surveys, all of which then needed to be redone.) I've been up on 8th Avenue, south of Green Wood Cemetery ("New York's Buried Treasure!"), which is our China/Polish Town. From the bus I saw this perfect business name, Blue Color Hair Style Salon.

Saw a little bit of fireworks from my window last night. Even though the humidity was low so it only felt like 95 degrees, it was 99 out. Thank you, Amanda Berne, for moving to Holland and selling me your air conditioners!

Speaking of weather, I recently discovered a Daily Beauty Forecast button on my Weather Channel Desktop. It's kind of the same format as the pollen alert. For July 5, dry skin is unlikely, but there's a chance of frizz!