Well, can we say a cheery hello to Sunday morning? I'm off today. Personal day. I'm using vacation up. In another month and a half, I'm going to get my yearly chunk of vacation added to my account. Yippee.
Weatherwise? We might hit 99 (F) this afternoon. This means we had a 2-day heat wave, which is more of a splash than anything else.
I'm driving down to York to visit friends. Lunch. Inside, of course. Often, we'll go to a Chinese buffet. A lot of people have problems with buffets; I have no problem with them.
For a brief moment yesterday, I thought I was having a Senior Moment. Usually, when I get off the treadmill, I hang my heart rate monitor on the shower head so I can rinse off the strap while I shower. Yesterday, I didn't. Shit. And I thought, 'where in hell did I put that?' And then I remembered. I'd thrown it away because an updated one was being ordered. In a way, I suppose, it was a senior moment, but not quite.
Of course, you don't need to be a senior to have a senior moment. Last week, one of our freight associates decided to make macaroni and cheese in the microwave. These days you can make anything in a microwave, so no one saw anything wrong with him dumping everything in a bowl, add the water and popping it into the microwave. His senior moment came when he set the timer: not thinking, he set the microwave to run on high for 30 minutes. From what I've been told, (sadly no one took pictures) his 'mac & cheese' had burst into flame before someone else yanked open the microwave door. When asked, he said he had no idea why he set the timer for so long.
I like the musical group Young the Giant. Here's their latest, American Bollywood. Whether people want to understand it or not, this is America.