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These are the salad days, my friends. Hanging out with Mom while she crafts coverlets, hanging out with Dad while he writes about the topic.


Rumor has it my friend Frank may make an appearance this weekend. That would be some good stuff! And we get our RV back today, and if that happens, an adventure could be on the horizon. That would be better than the smoke I typically see on the horizon, #amirite?




The Dog Days of Summer

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Typically referred to as early July – mid August, the “dog days of summer” are in full force around here. It’s a pattern we’ve grown to know and love.

  • Blast Zone Spell (110-117, not humid).
  • Monsoon Spell (105-109, humid, evening thunderstorms & blowing dust).
  • Repeat.

It led to a conversation with Dad.


With Mom doing so much better following surgery, I’m thinkin’ it’s time for an RV trip once the repairs on the unit are done, #amirite? And if not a trip, a least a jaunt over to the ocean would quench the endless Dog Days of Summer we’re experiencing.

115+: Day 3

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I’m spending a lot of time indoors with my friend “Dug” waiting for the sun to go down. We’ve had three straight record-setting days at or above 115 degrees. I’m waiting to see if record low temperatures will ever happen again?


Double Duty

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I’m pullin’ double duty today.

First, I’m busy surveying storm damage from last night’s haboob / thunderstorm. More on that in a moment.

My main job today is taking care of Mom, who had gall bladder surgery this morning.


I’m busy nursing her back into being an active member of the human race … which isn’t easy after Mom’s been pumped full of a truckload of narcotics, #amirite? But she’s improving this afternoon as she begins to heal, and I’m angry as h*ck that I can’t sit on her lap.

The rest of the day has been spent surveying storm damage.


It all started when the weather person on TV told us we were all going to die unless we stayed indoors …


I told Dad I wanted to see what was going to happen for myself. He showed me what was happening out the window.


Then I REALLY wanted to see what was happening!


Yeah, I’m about to pull a full 180 maneuver here because this is what I saw next:


Needless to say, my over-sized frame really ate up the ground between the street and our driveway … we were safe, we didn’t die, and I’m here to pull double-duty today. Not a bad way to spend a random Tuesday in July. And with more storms on the horizon this afternoon, this storm chasing job could lead to full-time employment!