This morning, a pretty quiet Saturday, I smelled Fall. The first crops are in and that bit of dead vegetation difference is in the air. The full effect won't happen til after the September rains, when a touch of mold and an undercurrent of Earth's BO join in. But I see the sun goes down earlier and comes up a few minutes later now. It's still 10 weeks til normal time returns.
Sleep is still an issue but I got 8 hours last night, anyway.
Beest had tuna today and is the happiest cat in the whole USA. She laid with all legs and head hanging off the desk shelf tonight. Little weirdo. What a character change in her, from bitchy little Valkyrie to pushy beanbag Clingon.
Neil Armstrong has died. One of those headlines that made me go, "Oh no!" out loud to nobody. What a crush we girls had on NASA boys. The astronauts were brave, and back in those days bravery was admired. The moon walk happened during my bout with Glandular Fever; it was entirely a Looking Glass experience. Maybe that's why I liked LSD so much. Anyway, we've lost Neil Armstrong. RIP.
A guy shot and killed his ex-boss on the street right in front of where I slung burgers and fries for a while, at 33rd and 5th. The cops caught up with him at the Empire State Buillding and killed him, shooting 7 others in the process. Glad I'm out of the work force; I think killing a boss is the new black.
Grand-Niecely landed safe and sound and grouchy in Vancouver. Mama is missing her chick, it's always hard to watch em go. Hell, I almost always cry like a big fat baby when Strider leaves.
We've set the first Heat Fund radio deal for September 12th. I'm making Flying Jacob but Westy can't eat bananas so I'll substitute sweet potatoes in it. There's so much bacon and chili-heavy cream sauce over the chicken already it doesn't matter. And where the hell would Vikings! get bananas anyway?
And Stevil's birthday party is in the works. He'll be retiring this Fall.
Wendy made her goal on Kickstarter, a week and change ahead of time; Brattleboro Cheese opens September 1st. It's good to see friends succeed. It's about time!
It's nearly 1 a.m. and I think I just may be able to crash so I'm going to try. Manana.
Out of the Cave and Swatting at Gnats
4 days ago