the dog days of august

it's the dog days of august, and i've never felt more refreshed. i have to say, this has been a very mild summer in california and i'm so glad i don't live elsewhere. it feels positively fall-like in palm springs lately, but that isn't going to stop me from swimming (see pic from last week's outing above).

a few thoughts:

* watch out for homeowner's associations. they give people license to bring their behind-closed-doors batshit craziness right up into your grill

* can we just all agree that mining is a dangerous profession and move the hell on?

* is it me, or is the last functioning leg (relative domestic economic robustness) of the bush administration stool about to fly out from under it?

enjoy some more ha ha from the flight of the conchords and enjoy your weekend. remember, friends don't let friends listen to loverboy.


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