A norther last night brought us rain and much cooler temperatures today. The wind is strong from the north this morning and distinctly cool. That was a much needed change after so much heat, and very welcome. It's the sort of thing one begins to expect in August. Much accomplished yesterday and much more over the weekend, I'm sure. Weather like this certainly improves my mood.
But it's even worse to the east, off of the Caprock. Maybe some relief tomorrow. Maybe not quite so bad this weekend. The air is very dry.
August does not disappoint, and I wish it would. But we've got a few days of triple digits ahead. I think I'm ready for a change of seasons.
A norther has moved through and the weekend looks to be not as hot as it has been the last few days. Heat returns next week and then a somewhat stronger norther. The seasonal roller coaster has begun. We even have rain chances.
More and more and more of these, as the climatic engine makes its humanly induced excursion into dangerous extremes. Being human these days is like being trapped in a lunatic asylum, where most of the inmates have entered into a suicide pact. The inmates aren't merely crazy, they are stupid and crazy. Some are stupid, crazy, and RABID. My oh my-- what a cluster f*ck it is becoming! And what a lonely thing it is to be sane and smart. I make no great claims for myself. An Einstein I am not, but I am still smarter than about 99% of the population at large-- that's been established by many, many tests. And I'm flat tired of taking tests. Never again. No more. I'm probably losing ground because of my age, but that's OK. I've got a long way to fall before I'm even "average". And I expect to be sane all the way to the end.
At my age I can afford to coast on autopilot, into that final parking lot in the dirt.
