No posts lately- too lazy to write.
Saw the fireworks Sunday- uusual spot, usual folks. Usual beer (for Steve and Karl and to a lesser extent Kenny).

Today- the scene this evening-

Micah working on a pleistocene diorama.
Nathanael listening to Carmina Burana for the 200th time.
Steve and Karl and Kenny being, well, themselves.
Mike Boyd next door making up a silly Bengals song to hopefully air on AM radio. I can hear him through the window. It's realllly silly but he's living proof that these people are not paid actors, they are real and they really ARE "that way".
Me finishing Hannah. Or watching hurricane news.