Hazy, hot, humid, you know the drill....

[jhetley]

Yeah, you Texans and other tropical sorts don't consider upper 80s F "hot." We do.

Speaking of _hot_, watching the shuttle landing on infra-red was . . . different. Even the tires glowed on roll-out. One hot machine? Anyway, feelings of major relief that they got down and stopped in one piece.

After that, went out for my own version of Hot Wheels, bicycle tires on August asphalt. Road served up the usual breakfast of squirrel pancakes, plus one dismembered porcupine out by the bog. Not much else notable, except that the bike computer glitched somewhere between 5 and 6 miles out, losing .05 mile in the process. I'm guessing that we lost contact with reality, or at least the transmitter wires from the front fork, for a minute or so when I went over the repaving job out by the golf course.

Got Dierdre and Fiona together in the Enchanted Forest yesterday, will polish that up a bit this morning and print out the chapter draft. Since Pat Wrede and several others have had Enchanted Forest series, maybe I'll call mine The Four Seasons. Not likely to be confused with Vivaldi. But I have to finish writing it first.

15.24 miles+/-, 1:03:20

Comments

[cinnamonbite.livejournal.com]

Well, in the spring, as soon as the indoor temp hits 80 I turn on the ac, but it may just be the humidity because here in the height of summer I keep the house at 78/79.
You know my favorite part about The Stand (S. King)? Ok, besides the part where most of the population of the entire world dies...but when Frannie is worried about her father's body rotting upstairs. In the heat. And she's sweating in shorts. And it's like 75 degrees or something silly. At 75, I'm in sweatpants and a sweater. That's like Xmas weather!

[jhetley.livejournal.com]

That's okay. We'll get you, come January, when it's time to define "cold."

[cinnamonbite.livejournal.com]

Yeah, for New Years we're often in shorts and a t-shirt. I'll LET you win that one. Let me know if you get one of those Nor-easter thingies.