Just popped back home to check on the fatcats and water some more of the garden. My relatives have been very generous, giving my oun guest room with cable tv. There's no internet there, but the cold air feels so nice. I slept like a teenager.
In other news, i got invited to a 25 year reunion by one of the smoking hot cheerleeders who was part of the "in" crowd. I'm surprised she even remembered me. I was a bad boy rebel, long-haired, tree hugging environmentalist back in those days. These days all i care about is my own personal liberty, being self-sufficient, and having some sense of freedom from our corporate slave owners. I guess they remember me because i am so weird. Hope i live up to their expectations, being bald and still weird.
Well, time to go back to the cooling center. It's 107* again today, and even a tough guy like me can't take that much heat. See y'all later.