Neanderpundit

& tight.

About time, too, I hate having hair in my face when it’s hot.

Have to be damned sure to remember my hat.

If I lean my head back, says the oglet, I look like a Shar-Pei.

Hotter here than the hubs of hell. Maybe my tomatoes will do some growing.

In other news the sploder shit an AC clutch. Have it most of the way back in but resisted the urge to finish it last night at post midnight, preferring to do the final touches when I’m a bit fresher. So I’m driving the van, because it’s running fine and has extra cold AC.