Five Get Over Excited
Jul. 5th, 2023 02:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tracker7I hadn't really planned to, but I wound up going to Liberty's Independence Day to-do last night. Went prepared, of course - collapsing keyboard, chair, drinks in the backpack. I set up at the courthouse, close enough to hear the bands but past the real edge of the crowd. The closing band was good, the fireworks show also good. Getting out of the Ag Center's parking area was a goat rodeo, so I found somewhere out of the way - a trend, as you can see - and waited until the fleet of cars and trucks and SUVs and brodozers was gone. Drove home listening to Peter Gabriel at an obscene volume.
More stormy weather today. I encountered the microest of microbursts this morning, an utter deluge of a storm maybe 25 yards across. Another very small cell blew through a few minutes ago - a very brief blast of rain and thunder.
I'm going to be social again tonight, I guess. Dad's church is having a midweek fish fry; as good(ish) Protestants, none of this Fridays-during-Lent stuff. I'll go, I'll eat, I'll mostly keep to myself. All will be well. Tomorrow will probably be another story. He wants to go to the lake, and I'm neutral on the idea. If some of his friends invite themselves along, I'll come down with a case of something. I just don't trust 'em, and it's not something Dad can understand.
Charcon's coming up in a hurry. One of my games is sold out, the other is at 50 percent. I'm signed up for Mothership, and I'm looking forward to that. I'm looking forward to the whole weekend, really. Even going to detour through Point Pleasant on my way home to visit the Mothman Museum and some other places around there.
More stormy weather today. I encountered the microest of microbursts this morning, an utter deluge of a storm maybe 25 yards across. Another very small cell blew through a few minutes ago - a very brief blast of rain and thunder.
I'm going to be social again tonight, I guess. Dad's church is having a midweek fish fry; as good(ish) Protestants, none of this Fridays-during-Lent stuff. I'll go, I'll eat, I'll mostly keep to myself. All will be well. Tomorrow will probably be another story. He wants to go to the lake, and I'm neutral on the idea. If some of his friends invite themselves along, I'll come down with a case of something. I just don't trust 'em, and it's not something Dad can understand.
Charcon's coming up in a hurry. One of my games is sold out, the other is at 50 percent. I'm signed up for Mothership, and I'm looking forward to that. I'm looking forward to the whole weekend, really. Even going to detour through Point Pleasant on my way home to visit the Mothman Museum and some other places around there.