Time for an Update

IMG_1272Our friend Angie is here, along with our daughter Polly. Polly’s in town for a medical appointment. Angie’s visiting from Tampa, catching up with us and other old friends in Tucson. The two of us are scheduled to lay trail for a bicycle hare & hounds event on the 19th. We’ll work in an air museum visit and a motorcycle ride to Bisbee too. Donna’s at a sewing guild workshop all day today; I’m supposed to go on a salmon quest this morning, since that’s what the girls want for dinner. Costco, I’m thinking, which is always dangerous: I love their French bread, and who knows what else will catch my eye?

Since Polly’s using the Murphy bed in the home office, I can’t get to my desk to work on the blog until much later in the morning than I’m used to. It’s 10:00 AM now; I never write this late in the day and consequently my mind is mostly blank.

I think we’re going to buy a new Ford pickup truck before our big Labor Day weekend road trip to Northern California and Oregon. Now to figure out how to pay for it.

I downloaded a free iPad airport game and started playing, only to learn there’s no way to advance to higher levels without spending actual simoleons. You can advance only so far in the free version; when you try to upgrade your airport or add airliners to your fleet, you discover what amounts to a paywall. Wow, that’s evil. I pity people with no self-control. Me, I’m going back to Tetris.

That’s my new Seiko up there in the corner. We used to joke about fighter pilots having big Seikos and little dicks. It made more sense in the Vietnam days, when big Seiko self-winding watches were the thing. I had a beauty, but water got into the movement and it’s a paperweight now. Turns out Seiko still makes self-winders, so I got one. I had to decide what I wanted worse, a replacement Seiko or an Apple watch. Of course I want both, but it’s always cooler to go retro than to embrace the latest consumer product. Plus, there’s that new truck to pay for.

I’m looking forward to some time with my daughter, our friend, and the salmon I’m going to grill tonight.

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