The Sea is a Salty One

 So some rather idiotic drama has gone down, and yes, it involves Vyckie Garrison for once. Let's recap. I took over No Longer Quivering ten years ago from Vyckie Garrison because she was unable to keep posting. I appreciated that, and I've worked steadily on it all these years. I did it not for the money because truthfully there was little, but because I had a passion to expose the seamy underbelly of a cult faith. I decided to put NLQ in inactive mode at Patheos November 1st, 2020 because it was just time. Ten years is a long time to keep doing the same thing. There have been some scary individuals lately from the NIFB that have issues some very specific threats towards me that nudged along that decision. Five or six years ago I started to hear from people I know through NLQ that they'd given Vyckie money to set up the Take Heart Foundation, or for this or that, and she'd never once followed through on what the money was for. No one knows where those funds went. I kne...

 Bet you don't know what song this blog title is from. A rather grainy photo I took last year of a Yellow Naped Amazon parrot in our grapefruit trees. The trees are starting to produce and I awoke this morning to the parrots making their first raid on the trees, and hummingbirds circling the blooming fruit trees here. A peaceful start to a morn. Today was pretty average for the kinds of things we do here daily. We couldn't go anywhere because under the new tighter pandemic restrictions we could not drive our cars today. I hate seeing more lockdown, but understand the why. Too bad we're not tourists, tourists are still allowed carte blanche to go anywhere and drive any place. Spread that Covid, honey. We swam, I used my hot glue gun to fix various things, and I gardened. So exciting, not. I did get to see and here a black billed Toucan in the back yard snacking on our Starfruit tree. Took down the Christmas tree. It didn't start off so well though. Jim, in his perpetual ...