Well, the past couple of evenings have been absolutely gorgeous. They've had that late summer / early fall kind of feel to them. You can still feel the sun's heat on your face, but on the back of your neck you can feel the breath of autumn.
Walking out of work into the sunlight I've just wanted to sit down and watch the world go by. The sky has been fantastic. Wednesday night there were storm clouds stacked from the western horizon all the way to the northeast. As I stood in bright sunshine, with white puffy clouds and startling blue skies to the south and east, the gathering darkness to the west and north, while beautiful, gave me pause.
Then I snapped out of it and said to Hell with worrying about politics, the chattering class, and all the other a-holes of the world. Right now, they are not touching me and mine, they are merely a rumble in the distance.
It's worth noting that for all the drama in the skies we had about ten minutes of rain. Sure, it was a downpour but it ended almost as quickly as it began. While we could use the rain, I didn't mind the sun coming back out, not at all.
Thursday, while less dramatic aloft, was truly awesome. (Yes, it may be because it marks the start of a three day weekend.) But truly, it was one of those days that you're glad to be alive. The sun is shining, the grass is (still) green, the birds are singing, and God is in His Heaven. Nothing has gone wrong, yet.
Talking to my work partner of the past few months has been interesting as of late, he is from the Bay State and is pretty much a life-long Democrat from a family of that ilk. (Don't get me wrong, I don't "hate" Democrats, there have been some good ones, I know, I know, just not lately, but don't confuse them with the progressive members of that clan.) At any rate he broke out in a sharp rant against the Democratic candidate for President today. He was amazed at how many people in Mass and Little Rhody still intended to vote for the rambling wreck in a pantsuit. I looked at it as a hopeful sign. Of course, he is an engineer who spent one hitch in the Navy and has worked his entire life. He doesn't like the idea of his old party handing out freebies to the ne'er-do-wells of the planet. Can't say I blame him.
While I am not overly thrilled with the Republican candidate, I'll hold my nose and push that button come November. The Libertarian candidates lost me a few weeks back. For a while I thought I was on to something with those two. Sigh, it sucks to be wrong. But I fess up, the whole hooray for Johnson and Weld thing was a mistake. So yup, lesser of two evils time. I get tired of the anti-Trumpers and I ask "so if not him, who?" Lots of mutterings about the "sweet meteor of death" and such. All I can say is, "Really. Look into the eyes of your kids and tell them that."
I ain't ready to quit. Not now, not ever. Someone has to keep things running, it sure as Hell ain't anybody in politics, that's for sure.
So for now, I'll kick back, watch summer fade into fall, have a beer and stay alert. No, I ain't gonna run off into the hills, I'm not running from anything. What will be, will be. (Hey, wasn't there an old timey song about that? Que sera, sera.)
Full moon tonight, wasn't quite full Thursday night. Oh yeah, it's starting to get down in the 50s at night now. Good sleeping weather as we used to say.
That's enough for now, I don't wish to be accused of BWI. I came close but...
It's just too pretty out to get wound up.
Time to crack a cold one and listen to some old time rock. With all the crap going on today, well, the '60s seemed worse. Least that's what I remember. YMMV