Quickie update

First, an update about David. He's doing fine. He came over to our house Wednesday night for a home-cooked meal. Can't cook with the broken hand.

He didn't seem to be in any pain; he didn't mention it. He asked me about the big bruise on his inside thigh--it seems to be getting a little bigger, but it's not hurting him. Quite colorful already. Anyway, he was more interested in fantasy football than anything.

I had just returned from my latest trip that afternoon--more about that later--and offered to take my wife out to dinner. But David preferred the home-cooked meal, so we saved the restaurant stop for tonight.

It's been bloody hot here lately. Warmer and stickier than it ought to be in mid August. We had temps around 90F (32C) on Thursday--though, frankly, the humidity seemed a lot more comfortable than it was the day before. Right now, it's 85F (29C) here on the second floor, but just 73 outside. Better get room air-conditioner in the bedroom cranked up--she will be heading to bed soon.

I've got more stuff to write about: (A) Our trip over the weekend to central Wisconsin, and (B) my visit to S and her girlfriend earlier this week.

But that's going to have to wait--I'm tired, it's late, and that's how it goes tonight. I mowed the grass, then took a shower, then did this or that on the computer in lieu of writing. I had good intentions. Honest!

Some of this verbiage will be recycled for an official update, which will be prepared ... when I get the time.