It's taken 3 days of laying low (not that I could've done much in this heat) to recover from the party. All went well, much eating and drinking and yakkety yak. The last stray limp potato chip has been found and trashed. Things are mostly back in place. I love our gang gatherings. Kinda sweet to look around and see the same faces as years go by. We all know each other so well and will still hang out together. Which doesn't mean we don't take shots, we do. Just not anything that will draw blood. And then a friend stayed over Friday on his way back north. So yeah, just a little fried.
Richard Davis of the Heat Fund has started a fund to help the Diamondstones, who lost their uninsured house to fire last week. Info here
There's a ridiculous amount of bad going on but I won't go into it now, it's much too late at night. As for the news that's usually on here, it'll be back to it in the morning. Droughts, floods, all the wild rides our fellow babies are taking these days.
I hope everyone getting soaked is keeping safe and dry. I hope everyone in the heat and drought is safe and has enough water. Catch up in the morning.
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