Letter from the Editor.

Another week of me not seeing a moose.

Heaven, to me, is going to be moose sighting after moose sighting. And I'll never have to see a nutria out of its proper hemisphere or a crow again. And hell is me having to listen to Hey, Soul Sister on repeat.

Did everyone flip over their wall calendars yesterday? I assume you all said yes.

My last newsletter caught me in between back to back nights attending concerts at Edgefield. Last Friday night I saw Mavis Staples and Bonnie Raitt. Mavis Staples might be old but she is not going anywhere. She even had a hype man! Mavis Staples kept saying "teenybopper" and the more she said it the more I loved it. And maybe no one is as cool as Bonnie Raitt? Someone fact check that but it's probably true. I straight up got watery eyes out there watching her too.

You know what else happened at the show? I saw two people pee. One was a small child but they peed right into the bushes where we were all watching the concert. The other one was an adult peeing in the parking field. I saw someone the night before do the same thing as if there were not 40 porta-potties at the venue! Sheesh!

After months and months of thinking about riding my bike to work, I actually rode my bike to work. I did a practice run on Saturday and biked there. But I did make my dad pick me up and take me home because I was on a time crunch!

Wednesday I did the whole thing and biked to work and got changed into work clothes at work and then changed back at the end of the day and rode home. It's steeper going home and I did walk my bike twice. But look, I still got home faster than I got to work somehow, so that's a win!

And I rode my bike again to work today and shaved two minutes off my time from Saturday. I am getting so strong. Watch out.

If bike riding is the action, the consequence is having to briefly shower off at work. Kind of a weird thing to be doing in a professional environment but I did that today and felt better because I was all clean and not gross.

At work, we've been busy all week wondering if our new Myrtle Beach store is going to open on time! I am in charge of the media for the new store so I keep having to be like, "This could happen or maybe it won't and we don't know when it will happen," and, "Actually this is happening now," or, "Wait, the original plan is the one we are going to do again" to all the people at the TV and radio stations.

Sounds like the store will open tomorrow, as planned. The employees were let in for the first time last night so...yikes!

I've visited the Tualatin Wildlife Refuge twice this week. I keep seeing a mother and baby deer (AKA doe and fawn). Also saw a few pelicans last night. A few weeks ago I told my dad I saw a pelican at the refuge and he said I probably didn't because pelicans don't live here but come to find out, there are some pelicans migrating through right now, which is uncommon. But you just know a pelican when you're seeing one. They're very large!

I am a birder??

Idk but I am famous. You know how I told you all about being an extra on that HBO show? Well I just announced it on the rest of the internet because people kept messaging me saying they spotted me. I honestly find it hard to believe anyone just spotted me, a background blur, but people kept saying it, so...well maybe it was an elaborate prank to boost my ego. If so, it's working!

I've been in other shows before this one but I don't think anyone really cares. Especially because I have no IMDB credits to my name and no Wikipedia page.

Serena Williams is famous and important and is being celebrated for her wonderful accomplishments in both tennis and society. That's really cool of her and I've been reading a billion articles about her this week.

Okay, now what else? I am over 400 followers on my crow twitter account. Truly something to write home about. Or write to you about.

I also wrote a Wednesday song this week. I've been slowing creating alarm sounds for the days of the week and I have completed three days. It's been a project on hiatus but when the moment strikes, the moment strikes.

Before I go, it's Fantasy Football season again. I am already regretting being in two leagues. It's too much for someone who doesn't even like football.


May all your fantasies be sports-related.

Rachel