The stream of consciousness meanders randomly today.
The National Weather Service says the monsoon season does not officially end until September 30th but residents of Harper’s Valley know it ended a couple of weeks ago. The clouds and winds no long appear each afternoon. The humidity is back done in the 20-30% range and the Dew Point is in the low 40’s. Monday morning I awoke to a pre-dawn temperature of 68*F. That’s the first time the temp has dropped below 70*F since May 14th. Fall has arrived.
The only shadow in this festive autumn tableau is that the water temperature in the pool is 72*F and dropping. Growing up near Lake Michigan, water temps in the 50’s and 60’s were common in summer but as I have aged, or become acclimatized to the desert, (or both?) 72*F feels pretty nippy.
Harper is usually patient, if martyr-like. in her dealing with the paparazzi. She understand she is a celebrity and they are just doing their job. On occasion she is not above striking a pose.
Sometimes, however they work her last nerve and she becomes petulant and engages in some unladylike behavior designed to reveal her displeasure.
I have seen this in a number of restaurant restrooms lately; cables wrapped around the tops of urinals chaining the plumbing together. Does anyone know the purpose? I can’t see how it would stop leaks. Are people stealing plumbing from restaurant washrooms? If that is the case, would this stop them?I think anyone carrying a tool box into the ‘Gent’s’ might be as likely to have a cablecutter or saw with them as a wrench. Is a bicycle involved somehow? It’s very confusing.
I was surprised to see that our neighborhood supermarket sells Ping Pong balls. That seems more like ‘Sporting Goods’ than ‘Groceries’ to me. Perhaps they are considered ‘Party Supplies’.
They are in the aisle with chips and salsa. I am not sure that is where I would look for them if they were my objective but I suppose if I were picking up snacks for the big Ping Pong Party I might think; “Hey, maybe I should pick up some extra balls too in case, you know, someone stepped on one. If they tried to go the closet to get another one they might find it locked. It would be ghastly.
I did not buy any.
I visited From My Brain To My Mouth to check out the Saturday Night Dance Party song for the weekend just passed. It was “Kiss” by the artist presently and formerly known as Prince. For a time he changed his name to a non-phonetic symbol that, I believe, later became a popular ‘tramp stamp’. No matter how I try to access this Youtube clip, however, what I get is the video of Prince’s “Kiss” with the audio to Plain White T’s “Hey There Delilah“. Since the universe seems intent upon me learning this song I thought I would share. It’s not a bad song though better with its own video.
I wonder if some über-rich brothers who often act as the deep pockets of the Teavangelical crowd had someone hack Youtube and link all the videos to this song to which they’ve added subliminal anti-Obamacare messages. Probably not.