Off to the Wash first thing tomorrow so it will be an early one. There may or may not be an update in the morning, we’ll have to see. Life is good. Don’t worry. Be happy! — Mehr Baba
I was pretty concerned yesterday that Audrey’s sickness had been diagnosed as Linear Regression which, when occuring in conjunction with the advanced stages of thesisitis is rumored to be pretty dicey (few reports are in, but survivability could be questionable), but she informs me that its a much milder case of some strain of 700-level Statistical Design of Research. Whew! 
After several episodes of Twenty Raindrops during the day, there is a long slow rain falling in the desert as I write this. Back home (Kansas) this would be a soak-in kind of rain and the farmers would be happy, at least as long as they weren’t scheduled to cut hay or have to get machinery in the fields in the next couple of days. Here though it will trigger some flooding, partially because there is too much pavement, and partially because what soil there is doesn’t have enough organic content to retain the moisture. The next week will see an amazing florescense as plants of all sorts bloom in the furious activity that follows the first good rain after an extended dry spell. The toads will be singing the desert’s lullabye tonight.
Rivulets are running off the roof and rattling on the metal motel chairs in the back making a pleasant drumming noise. If we had rain regularly it would probably be annoying, but for now its a pleasant reminder of whats happening outside. A side effect of water actually falling from the sky is that Dodger, the official blivet mascot of a new cat millennium, is not happy. No one likes water less than a desert cat and he doesn’t mind letting those responsible, which as far as he’s concerned is Audrey and I, know of his displeasure. He has finally decided to make a break for it, at least as far as the dryness margin at the edge of the porch. I give him five minutes, max. Later: wet feet, complaining, and lots of purring while on my lap. All at the same time. 
I’m trying out Radio UserLand … this is pretty slick! (I know everybody else already knows this, I’m not at the front of the pack of early adopters). I’ve updated the page a couple of times and tweaked the site template. Neat!
Our best wishes go out to Martin and Sandra. Martin writes traumwind.
Susan reports some Cooling over in California and its happening here too. It was 72 degrees at 10 AM which is unheard of this time of year in Las Vegas. She also points to Kiss My Freckled Ass Goodbye. Resignation letters: Words for the boss, both said and left unsaid.
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I’m out of time, I have to go to work five minutes ago.
Such is the way of things. There’s not enough time to put up links to interesting things I see this morning, friendly emails go unresponded to, some lingering doubts about showing the non-public, human side of a priest - the side that is not always calm, detached, and cryptic. Too many times I want to flick my horsehair flywisk and scream “MU!” Too much bureaucratic idiocy crashed over the starboard rail at work yesterday, soaking everything and pissing off the crew.
Good morning. There’s a light drizzle falling with yellow and gold clouds off in the east. Its a very picturesque desert right now.
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