The snow capped mountains grab the first sun in a wonderful display of good morning.
Wait a minute, I dont live near any mountains
edgarblythe wrote:Stars in Fresno: 1945.
Yeah, I'm just playing. Hopefully my grandkids don't say, "Stars in
Truckee?"
It's a hot day - it's hot, really hot. The streets are sweating - in as far as Dutch streets ever get to sweat. People have their doors and windows open. So does the international, evangelical-or-what-is-it church around the corner (the one that has happy, English-speaking volunteers handing out leaflets on the old canal in summer). A curtain waves where normally the doors close up. I am sitting on my balcony and I can hear the music and the singing. "We worship you, hallelujah - we worship you-ou, hallelujah". Pure white gospel, it is. Strange to hear such American, english-language happy gospel music wafting through to where I'm sitting, an eye on my book and an eye on the old brick wall with the half-erased sign of which we never quite figured out what it says, but it might be "porter". There used to be a big printer's here, once, where I'm sitting on my balcony now.
yeah, it's really hot...and stupid bugs, all kinds of them are all around...they particularly like my monitor...
Haven't seen "C" and "H" on faucets in a while. Now they have blue or red dots. Reminds me of the guy staying at a hotel in Montreal who called up the desk to complain that both faucets had "C" on them. The desk clerk told him that "C" was for "cold". Yeah, well, what about the other one? The clerk explained that Canada was a bilingual country and that that "C" stood for "chaud".
on US rt 81 that passes through the Great Valley of Virginia, there is the town of Marion. Marion sits in a large limestone valley ridged by a long linear hill made of shale. The town's water tanks sit on this ridge. These are 2 1 million gallon tanks each. One tank has printed on it, an H in red, the other has C in blue. Ya gotta like these people.
I stopped in the town to get a hunk of pie and some coffee at the diner. I asked about the water tanks and , they apparently get a lot of tourists who ask "how do they keep the hot water hot?"
People, including me, love spring and summer, and, yup, fall, here in my new home town, now that global warming or some short version of it has sunned up our days. When I was first here, in 1999 and 2000, overcast was the name of the sky most of the year. My friend, now business partner, who had moved here with her husband a decade before and started a Garden "Nursery" was floundering with no one, or almost no one, though a few did come in to improve their spirits - coming in during all of the gray days.
It's even gotten to 70 degrees a few times already, and the sun seems to come out fairly early in the day about four days a week. Right now it's overcast and 59 at seven at night. I think in my first couple of years here it never, or hardly ever, got over 64. The slight averaging up is exhilarating..
We live in a microclimate of sorts, as 45 miles/an hour's drive inland it gets to 105 in the summer.
I was thinking about refrigerators today. They just don't make sense. They have motors, right? And motors generate heat, right? So how come it produces cold?
(I DON'T want a serious answer, btw. I prefer to think it is Magic. Just like water going down the drain disappears, and you press a button on the remote and moving pictures appear on the screen. Yep, Magic. There's not enough of it left in the world. Don't spoil it for me.)
I used to think phonograph records were magically producing sound when the machine was on, the stylus resting on the LP. My cousin's husband explained the physics of how the music came out of that turntable, but it was still magic.
Now there is this thing called the internet!
Eva wrote:I was thinking about refrigerators today. They just don't make sense. They have motors, right? And motors generate heat, right? So how come it produces cold?...........
the heat from the motor is ducted into the office where the little guy who turns the light on and off, when you open and close the door, works; it keeps him warm, and cozy - so you see, it does make sense!
Was watching my cat was himself this morning & thought: There's got to be an easier way to do this! I mean LICKING off the dirt, really!
His outside might be clean, but what about his inside?
Runners' note: beware of routes with street names including words like "Hill", "Highland", "Overlook" or contain directions such as "turn after passing the water tower".
BoGoWo wrote:Eva wrote:I was thinking about refrigerators today. They just don't make sense. They have motors, right? And motors generate heat, right? So how come it produces cold?...........
the heat from the motor is ducted into the office where the little guy who turns the light on and off, when you open and close the door, works; it keeps him warm, and cozy - so you see, it does make sense!
Makes perfect sense to me!
Just one question. Do I have to pay withholding for this guy since he's working at my house full time?
his 'payment' is simply your radiant smile gazing in at him every time you decide "to hell with the diet"!
[but watch those flimsey loose tops, when bending over for the lettuce!
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Don't buy it. It's a ruse -- the little guy and the motor are just there to cover up that it really is magic. And very dark magic, at that. It's tied up with vanishing socks, but I'm afraid to reveal any more lest there are any Freemasons reading.
It startled me the first time I saw a chipmunk dart into its burrow. I was raised in an urban environment and, thanks to Disney, thought that chipmunks lived in trees.
...over there with the Templars...
Sweet potatoes are a good food for regulating eating: they taste great when you're hungry and like heavy paste when you're not.
