Well, no. Not quite mid-July, but we’ll get there. We’ll get there.
Yesterday, was ant-murdering day. Maybe every third summer one of the ant colonies will get the bright idea to expand supply lines and send a foraging force into the kitchen, whereupon we enter battle, and prevail, eventually. It would be tempting to believe that, this year, we really did vanquish the foragers in our first, decisive, victory, but that’s not really the way these things have worked in the past. What will happen is that they’ll withdraw, regroup and try again. So, we await the dropping of the other shoe.
In the meantime, and in-between it all, we’ve been making plans for our pilgrimage West at the end of July. As I may have mentioned once or twice, Steve and I will be Writer Guests of Honor at Confluence, in Pittsburgh during the first weekend in August. This will be our last convention appearance of 2017, so if you live near Pittsburgh, this is your call to seize the day. Hope to see you there!
After the con, we are committed to coming home the long way, so that I might, at my advanced age, for the first time see Niagara Falls, and also so we might seek out and be pleased by the various carousels which can — and will! — be found along our route.
Among other things, of course this means buying clothes. I have therefore purchased, on sale, one! more! pair! of Dry-on-the-fly cargo pants perfect for summer wear and travel. I have also purchased the Russian sailor’s shirt from Peterman’s, which I have looked at with longing for years. I’m calling it an early birthday present from me to me.
For those who were looking for an update to our Patreon page this weekend — I do apologize. Life, and words that must be written, derailed my good intentions. Soon, I promise. . .
Today, I’m doing laundry. The temperature is warm enough to melt coon cats, though with enough of a breeze that we have opted for fans rather than bring the A/C online.
And, that’s all I’ve got, except that I’d better get back to work if I want to finish writing this section today.
Why, look! Here are two melted coon cats, right here!
Almost forgot: Today’s blog post title brought to you by Johnnie Cash, “A Boy Named Sue.” Here’s your link.