Full Immunity Friday

Today marks two weeks since my wonderful wife and I received our second doses of the Pfizer vaccine against the damn virus. Supposedly, that means we’ve reached “full” immunity. Of course, Pfizer’s CEO has recently remarked that he thinks people will need a third shot within a year. Let’s hope that research currently being conducted to create a universal coronavirus vaccine will bear fruit.

Our reaching this “milestone” does mean our behavior will change. I will resume dining at restaurants on a more regular basis, but still will insist on sitting outside. It’s a good thing we’re in Arizona as we can dine outside the majority of the year.

We will probably resume indoor shopping, but will try to restrict our time indoors and will continue to wear masks. We will attend car events again, but only those being held outdoors.

About 38 percent of the US population has received at least one shot of a vaccine and about 24 percent is fully vaccinated. Although recent polls suggest that the proportion of people who claim they will “never” receive a vaccination is declining, that proportion still exceeds 20 percent. Every non-vaccinated person is another potential host for the virus to replicate and to mutate.

If you haven’t already done so, please get vaccinated.


Speaking of the virus, the World Health Organization (WHO) has finally issued a formal recommendation to halt the sale of live animals at so-called “wet” markets.  The WHO statement includes the “guidance” that animals–particularly wild animals–are the source of more than 70 percent of all emerging infectious diseases in humans, many of which are caused by novel viruses like the one that has wreaked so much havoc since early last year.

I seriously doubt the WHO recommendation will be obeyed by those countries where the practice exists of selling live animals in the same place people can buy food and other items. I smell hypocrisy in the views of many who think we should all be vaccinated, but that we don’t have the right to recommend to other countries how their citizens can shop. If wet markets didn’t exist in China and in other places in Southeast Asia, the last year would probably have been a lot different.


Some (hopefully) calming photos for a Friday:



Both of those photos that include the beautiful blossoms on the Ocotillo are from the east side of our house. The view showing the mountain faces north and graces our presence virtually every day. The exception, of course, is those very rare days with low clouds and precipitation.

Once again, I don’t know if my tune will change during the long and very hot summer here, but so far I remain captivated by the scenery and the weather.


No one should be surprised by the fact that I receive regular emails from Mecum Auctions. The most recent one contained this photo:



Once again, it is not my intention to violate any copyright laws, but I didn’t see any note not to share the photo. 56PackardMan, who has now been missing from the blogosphere for almost a year, loves these ’34 Packards. My wonderful wife and I do, as well.

Only 960 Packard Twelves were produced in the “11th Series” across three models: the 1106, 1107 and 1108. Some 11th Series cars were actually produced in 1933 when Packard felt it was above the industry practice of designating cars by model year.

While my wonderful wife and I will not be attending the Mecum Indy event this year, we are closer to finalizing arrangements to attend this year’s Monterey auction in August. Hey, why did we get vaccinated if we’re not going to resume a more “normal” life?

Enjoy your weekend!










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Monday Musings 62

Although I am feeling a little “off” this morning, I did receive some good health news on Friday. My Hemoglobin A1C reading still starts with a 6.

I have been diabetic for more than 20 years. The A1C test is an ingenious use of blood chemistry that measures a person’s average blood sugar level over the last 90 days. Readings of 7.0 or higher are deemed to be “sub-optimal.”

The fact that my level was measured in the “sixes” is kind of amazing. Given the blood draw was last week, the testing “period” began in mid-September. I was under enormous stress at that time, stress that continued until about a week after we moved into our house the second week in November.

Under stress the human body (usually) produces cortisol, which is really a steroid. Steroids raise blood sugar levels. Add the long period of stress to the lack of access to my treadmill to the less than careful way I ate the first 2-3 weeks after the move and I was sure my A1C level would be the worst of my life, something around 7.5.

Let me back up: I have had only two readings above 7.0 in my life. The first was a 7.4 in 2010, after which I began the running regimen that I still follow today. The second was a 7.1 in 2018 that came after an ice cream binge period.

Anyway…for a diabetic their A1C level is often as important a number as their net worth. I can stop worrying…at least for awhile.


Please indulge me, some more photos:



I played a little fast and loose with the photos. The top one with the sign about “The Most Beautiful Desert In The World” was not taken where the subsequent photos are from.


Today, of course, is the first day of Astronomical Winter in the Northern Hemisphere. This is also the day with the least amount of daylight. Where we live, “sunrise” today is at 7:28 AM and “sunset” is at 5:23 PM.

As I have become an early riser, this time of year is not my favorite. I don’t see well enough to drive without worry in the dark so I am unable to take my Z06 out when I wake up. However, by Memorial Day “sunrise” is about 5:20 AM. Maybe I won’t have to limit myself to one Solstice Drive. No, I don’t mean driving one of these:



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From RM Sotheby’s a picture of a Pontiac Solstice.








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