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Brian Bilbrey September 22, 2019

22 September 2019

According to the calendar, tomorrow is Fall. According to the forecast, Summer looks to be in an extended run. We did have two nights last week drop into the high 40's overnight - but highs for the next 10 days are supposed to be in the mid- to high 80's. So, summer, still. Unless, y'know, the forecasters are wrong. That would be so unusual! So, yeah ... no post last week. I've got no explanation but sheer laziness. This weekend was a bit more of the same. We did make it out fishing at Cash Lake yesterday morning for a…

Brian Bilbrey August 19, 2019

19 August, 2019

So, mid-August, and we're in the "dog days of summer". It's been humid, hot, and unstable. How unstable? A storm that blew through last night racked up over 70K electrical discharges over a single hour. Most of those were elsewhere, but enough were nearby to freak out the little disturbed dog. Also with the heat, and fitting in with the origins of the phrase, I spent much of the weekend entrapped by lethargy. Yes, yes, I was up early doing patching work for production systems on Sunday. But outdoor chores? Not this last weekend. It was just ... miserable. Theoretically,…

Brian Bilbrey August 11, 2019

11 August 2019

Still busy, that is, and that's better than the alternative. Yesterday was given over mostly to food work - a new big batch of salsa, with only tomatoes out of the garden. Everything else came from the store, sadly. I roasted a pountd of coffee. I also made a batch of my potato/spicy sausage concoction, 10 meals worth. That'll see me through the week. Today: shopping, clean the shower, patching day for some systems at work, lunch, and lawn. And I'm a bit whacked. Time to get back to the office tomorrow, and spend the week recharging for the next…

Brian Bilbrey June 23, 2019

23 June 2019

Well, away, but with leave. We spent the last week enjoying company with family, lovely weather, and intermittently successful fishing in Maine. The camp is on Cobbosseecontee Lake, near Augusta. Here's a view from next to the lake-side of the camp: We drove up Saturday a week ago. Per my usual routine, I threw a line in the water within about half an hour of arrival, from that very dock. A couple of dozen casts got one solid bite from a bass that squirmed off the hook, then a few minutes later, another bass that stayed on the line for…

Brian Bilbrey January 21, 2019

21 January 2019

Not properly cold, not in the ice moon Hoth sense of the word, anyway. But it was 11º Fahrenheit when I walked the dog early this morning, with winds gusting to 40 mph. I think that means a wind chill of minus one billion. As the day went on, it warmed a little bit, and the winds dropped to gentle breezes, which meant I could shed a layer or two for the later walks. It'd have been better if Lexi would simply walk, take care of her business, and be ready to head back in. But her idea of a…