The topic of today's Google Doodle:

The highest and most lofty trees have the most reason to dread the thunder.- Charles Rollin (January 30, 1661 - December 14, 1741)

It was the receptionist who was shocked; she is a former elementary school teacher who has also run Vacation Bible School. She is also a tiny woman with a girlish voice, so her reaction was amusing.

The last Friday of each month is File Closing Friday, and the staff gets pizza. Friday, once it arrived, some of us stayed in the conference room to eat together. One of the two guy paralegals mentioned Colette’s, a swingers’ club, and the other guy paralegal seemed to know stuff about it, too. The Youngest Secretary…

We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds. - Anton Chekhov (29 January 1860 – 15 July 1904)

It was raining.

What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner. - Colette (Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette) (28 January 1873 – 3 August 1954)

I want to hear Splenda Ray. Also the hippie acoustic version, Stevia Ray.

I think I got face-swapped with my mom, except how Mom looked about 24 years ago, when she was, uh, . . . my age. . .

Yes, my real name is Isis Uptown; it sucks being named Isis nowadays.

Fallout shelter?

In the 1990s, when I was still in Lafayette, LA, my clock radio was set to the Cajun music program. I am not a fan of my people's music, so it got me out of bed.

Cool, it's on my FB; we'll be status buddies.

My alarm is a George Harrison live solo version of "Here Comes the Sun." Yes, it's obvious.

One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. - Lewis Carroll (27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898)

Ash, I think. Yes, "Angus" soundtrack. My son really liked that movie.

I have a playlist called "Never Stop Praising Jah," and my dogs dig it. The old one especially likes Burning Spear and Gregory Isaacs.

Travel to Lafayette, LA and see for yourself. (I am in New Orleans and have to tell people how to pronounce my last name.)

A display of ignorance, at least.

Mais, Wolverine, whatcha doin' all up in here, bruh?