It seems like the summer is just slipping away. Some plans never coming to fruition others – yup – dying on the vine that was bad, but it had to be said
The final month of the summer is just hours away and I’m sitting at my desk thinking about some of the things I still want to do before the snow flies, but at the same time trying not to obsess about how close it is to winter – there really is a lot of time left.
Fortunately, golfers can hit the ball until pretty late. I’m not sure what the latest I’ve ever hit a round of golf has been, but I can recall making tee times for after the frost delay. At the same time i’m trying not to get caught up in how close the end of the summer is and nveer end of doing some of those important planned things.
Barbeque. Cooking out is one of my favorite things to do and I haven’t been to enough of them this summer. Come on everybody, in your best Homer Simpson – MUST CHAR MEAT, mmmmmm meat.
Speaking of panic. Is there anybody out there? I think these things are supposed to be two-way, sort of conversational – named, by-the-way, by the Lewis Black Television show of the same name as "The Root of all Evil" last night on Comedy Central. I think the phrase ‘brain droppings’ was used – ewwwww, dear reader, wear boots.
The Woods Tea Co, show for tonight is a go. The village got just a little sprinkle from some very fierce-looking clouds with the parking lot here at the paper barley getting wet enough to soak under the cars while the lot at the village rooms didn’t even get completely wet. The band will begin setting up in about a half hour for the 7 p.m. show.
Much more comfortable otuside now and the sun was beginning to peek out behind the storm cell as it moves off east.