Thursday, September 12 2013
If yesterday's events were dictate in large part by heat and humidity, today's were dictated by thunder storms. One storm in particular was so electrical that it was like being in a war zone. The lightning kept hitting close, accompanied by instantenous blasts of thunder. Normally this sort of weather phenomenon terrifies only Eleanor (as it did Sally before her; evidently it's an old-dog concern). But this afternoon the close lightning and powerful blasts of thunder were making Ramona and Clarence the Cat flinch as well. The internet never works in such weather, so eventually I gave up on it and watched another stupid episode of Doomsday Castle. Meanwhile Gretchen was in Woodstock, first working at the bookstore and then drinking wine with Sarah the Vegan at Joshua's upstairs.
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