Yesterday's Torrents

 Yesterday seemed strange. Cloudy and very humid. Then light rain and after that a very, very, heavy rain with very strong wind gusts. Central Lubbock was under a flash flood warning. Could be more of the same this afternoon. Temps have moderated at last. August might turn out to be a wet month. 

I won't mind that at all. 

Changes Coming

 Not very dramatic and moving slowly. Quite warm today and rather humid and cloudy. Rain this evening would be welcome. 

Why is it that every evangelical I've ever met has been a creep? Not just any kind of creep but a creep obsessed with sex. I mean, SERIOUSLY obsessed with sex. Back in 1973 I worked with one who offered me his sister, who was fortunately NOT underage at least, and he was very explicit about what he and his wife got up to in bed. Lurid sex fantasies about every woman or girl who crossed his path alternated with a constant banging on the Jesus drum. Disgusting little shit. But not unlike other evangelicals I've encountered over the years. He was a big fan of the 700 Club. I've had to conclude that evangelicals in general tend to be scumbags. 

Not Quite As Hot

 But still too hot. Clouds increase then dissipate. Someday we'll have that "pattern shift" if we wait long enough. Lots of rain in south Texas. 

Pattern Shifting

Heat dome/high pressure moving west, our high temps begin to decline, and mornings getting cooler.  A slow process, however. 

It would be a mistake for me to imagine that we are done with triple digits. 

I Looked At The Forecast Today

 Oh boy. It said a weather shift was coming, or a pattern change, but not a paradigm shift unfortunately. What the world needs now is a good old fashioned paradigm shift, if you ask me. Today it will be a hot one, but mornings are nice and cool. I have done so much work lately there is little left to do at the moment. I can wait for the pattern shift. I continue to find more efficient and cost effective ways to perform my usual tasks-- more INTELLIGENT ways to accomplish various tasks, and that is always so gratifying.

My private jungle is at the point now of needing occasional trimming, simply to enable me to move about within it. I'm thinking about novel strategies for this winter. I'm not so sure that I want to remove the dead growth and contemplate using baling wire to assemble "structures" with some eye appeal. I durst not call them "art"-- no, no! I dasn't! I durst not! That would be somewhat akin to casting aspersions upon the many, many, victims of the American Dream! It's a dream for the tope 2% and bullshit for everybody else, if not an outright nightmare. But one might well cast aspersions AT the American Dream, that devourer of minds, bodies, lives, and even souls. But that's up to you. I know where I stand.