It's t-storming here, and that has indeed helped with the coolnessing.

Also, I have fresh blueberries and sugar.

oh yummm!

I just had crazy horizontal sheets of rain out my window, but it seems to have calmed down some, although it's still thundering. I guess that means it's laundry time.

I expect that some t-storms will get here eventually, but so far they seem to have skipped southern RI. It's currently overcast, breezy, and "only" in the mid-eighties. Still like soup outside, just slightly cooler soup. I took the opportunity to reinstall the hard lid for my truck's bed, replacing the soft tonneau cover that I've been riding around with since I helped Nutty move. (The lid turns my truck bed into an enormous trunk, which nice and secure, but not so handy when moving furniture.) Even with the lower temp and stiff breeze, I wound up drenched in sweat.

In my neighborhood, we've had thunder and lightning, but so far no rain. It's very annoying.

(I ended up going to the gym, figuring that if I was going to be sitting around sweating anyway, I should at least be doing something productive with it.)

No storms here yet. If they'd drop the temp even 10 degrees and suck some of the humidity out, that'd be GREAT.

Not even going to mention the interior temp right now. Will be another night on the livingroom floor, I think.

And strongly worded letter to maintenance. I can get the number of the main owners in NJ, so I think I'll put in a call to them just to light a fire under local management.

I hate this.

Time to go rescue laundry from the cool basement. Which will make coming back up miserable.

the sun finally came out here. It is in the 70's I think. someone knew I had painting to do. if I ever get the chance to start

Cool and foggy here in SF, as it tends to be in August. I recommend that all of you who are hot just come and visit me.

Oakland A's - Bart Simpson - Reliable bad-boy winners who march to the beat of their own drum. Locked in a constant struggle against the overbearing establishment. Every time you think they're going to get what's coming to them, they weasel out of it and surprise you again.

Sweet weasely goodness!

Emmett played his last tournament baseball game this morning. Despite their best showing all summer (they went 4-1 in this tournament) they missed the finals game by losing this morning. Apparently they were half asleep for the 9am start-time, and were missing easy outs for the first three innings. There's some distressing talk about Fall Ball though.

We saw Sky High afterwards (again - as Bad News Bears was already gone). Saw the Narnia trailer and it looks...fantastic. In a big fantasy epic way - not in a veiled Christian allegory way. I might have to leave JZ home to see that one.

She's off at Faire workshop again fussing over period dialect. Emmett's on the couch reading Uncle Scrooge comics (it was inevitable he'd eventually discover Carl Barks, I suppose, with all those images of swimming in money).

Happy belated birthday to Erinaceous!

Nice that I spent all day "mentally preparing" to do laundry, and now it's too late. Maybe tomorrow.