This past weekend, a significant storm blew through the Washington, DC, area, downing trees, disrupting power service, and generally making a mess out of the nation’s capital. The following is what my diary of the last few days would have looked like, if I were disciplined enough to actually keep a diary. -SR
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Friday, June 29
The storms are rolling in this evening. The howling wind and sound of rain blowing up against the siding are making it awful hard to concentrate on tonight’s Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives marathon on the Food Network. Is it too much to ask for a few minutes of peace and quiet now that the work week is done, and the wife and kids are snuggled into their beds? As it is, I have to keep running outside to make sure our grill cover doesn’t end up in a neighboring county. (The last trip out, not only was the grill cover plastered against the neighbor’s fence, the grill was actually on the other side of the patio than it was just a few minutes before.)
Sure was a scorcher today! Fortunately, I was able to “man up” and get the grass mowed before the real heat and humidity set in this afternoon. Now, the weekend is largely free. I got a good deal on a couple of prime ribeye steaks—can’t wait to throw those bad boys on grill tomorrow. (Provided, of course, the grill is still there.) The rest of the weekend is supposed to be even hotter. Sounds like a good excuse to spend some time on the couch and catching up on some televised sports. Thank God for electricity and good ol’ air cond