Sunday, July 27, 2003


We just got back from Kerrville and I've been kicking myself for not taking a picture of the wrinkled old man I saw there as we were leaving. He was all decked out with doodads, trinkets, and beads riding a motorcycle about 8 times his size which was adorned with equally kitschy clutter. If I had that picture I could blog about living life to the fullest and make a snide remark about Kerrville being the proud Hill Country Retirement Community for the legally insane....but I didn't take the picture. You'll have to take my word for it.
I'm not going to post the photos of the dead sons of Saddam, but for anyone who hasn't seen what they looked like....this is close.

To many folks in Texas that's an even more horrifying site. Jerry Jones is now lurking around San Antonio. It's at least somewhat comforting to know we've banished his plastic surgeon to Iraq.
It rained yet again today. Just enough to increase the humidity to 99.9% and make the grass grow some more.

It's been a mild summer...everyone keeps telling me that, but I've been absolutely miserable. My standard reply now is, "Yes, but it's a wet heat."