Uncontrollable giggle fits?

Trump - we tried to get into a private elvator and were hastily escorted out. ESB I cannot remember but it was right around closing so I think we were trying to get up after hours. WTC Val's heights issues suddenly reared their heads so we were camped out in the lobby to the point that it apparently made them nervous.

That was the same weekend we mapped out Manhattan from the WTC to Central Park by figuring out the distance from one Gap to another. Walked the whole distance without more than 1/4 mile between Gaps.

Wow, I think I just saw the longest play on Earth. With 6 people in the audience and 8 people in the cast (6 of whom I knew). It was actually a staged reading, but it was seriously 2 1/2 hours.

With 6 people in the audience and 8 people in the cast (6 of whom I knew).

Yikes! That sounds bad.

Just got back from watching fireworks in the park... from a parking lot on top of the mountain. With 500 other people. We did the same thing last year; it's a thing. Fantastic view. I love it here.

Oh dear. My downstairs neighbors grown son is yelling through the window at her (not threatening, more pleading. I never know whether to call 911. It happens about three times a year, but every other time I have been asleep, and he was pretty much done by the time I woke all the way up.

2 1/2 hours is a damned long time.

I finished reading Alice Sebold's book Almost Moon. I'd like those hours back please.

Beverly, thanks for the batten info. I love the collective wisdom around here! And now I see the total inaccuracy of equating storm windows to avoid heat with battening hatches.

Must find another analogy.

And, if I haven't said so before now, Happy Anniversary to you and your DH. Felicitations!

My last ever opportunity to view the 4th of July pyrotechnics from my friend's penthouse deck was absolutely lovely tonight.

Gorgeous breeze and a 360 view of at least 20 different municipalities' shows. Nearly 3 hours of sparkly fabulosity. Some just a few hundred feet away. Beautiful.

Is there such a thing as a "coldhouse flower"? Because that would be me.

Me, too. I have written hundreds of articles urging people to set their thermostats at 78 in summer to save energy. Mine is set at 72 and occasionally I stand in front of the thermostat and stare wistfully at 68. (Don't do as I do. Do as I tell you to do.) I never liked the heat, but the medication I'm on now makes my life one long hot flash anyway.

I just got back from the Braves game, complete with an '80s cover band and very satisfying fireworks. The bad part was that the seats we were in are normally very comfortable, but games hardly ever start at 5 p.m., as today's did to allow for the fireworks. It turns out that between 5 and 7 the sun is at a blinding angle that causes instant headaches. Also, the Braves lost in a lackluster, not-with-a-bang-but-with-a-whimper way.