The dog days of summer have arrived. Highs in the 80s and humid. Will I put the AC in the window this year? Not until I can afford the increased kilowatt hours anyway.
Last night's thunderstorm was so loud and bright from the lightning show I couldn't get to sleep. Or it could have been the effect of late afternoon iced coffee from Mother Fools (delicious!) on the way to Sam's for jammage. Steve totally spaced our plan to renew 'movie night' Thursdays and didn't return my call until it was too late to get it going. Thunderstorm in full progress and I had already started in on the chips and salsa for our snacking. Had a good chat anyway, much more civil than our exchanges at the bar where we are usually 1/2 in the bag, wore down and ready to vent frustration. Yesterday was a 'dry' day for me, in an ongoing struggle to stay out of the pit of alcoholism. I dance on the edge and tell myself "you don't really need a drink" often enough to convince my bad self.
This weekend is just jam-packed with exciting plans. Tonight it's Happyoke and The Detroit Cobras at the bar. Tomorrow afternoon Senior Scenester's Reunion Potluck Deux at the bar again. Sunday afternoon jammage in Stoughton and then subbing for Gregory on WORT from 9PM to 11PM. Today I'll whip up some Pasta Salad for Scenester's, begin picking the playlist for RTQE and get ready for another marathon shift 4:30PM to 3AM.
listen:
Heartless Bastards - The Mountain
birdsong (supper's ready!)
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