Sunday it rained. I mean, it really freakin' RAINED. Like it hasn't in a few years, so that the entire front of the house looked like a waterfall (we have no rain gutters because usually they serve no purpose except to catch leaves and pine needles). It poured for quite a while, and then cleared up just enough to allow us to get out to do Mom's shopping, requiring us to ford the running high Osborn River (which is usually just Osborn Street, but it's at the bottom of the hill and all the water Goes There); there were some traffic lights out and at least one manhole cover had been forced up by water -- something we haven't seen happen in actual DECADES. It rained some more on and off during the day, but nothing like that.
It was AWESOME. The temperatures haven't climbed back over 100 since, although it's so humid that hardly counts, and it's going to be 101 tomorrow.
I have been pondering long and hard about serious matters, the Zimmerman trial, Obama's excellent speech thereon, and the Cover of the Rolling Stone, but I'm not sure if I can or will write the things I've been thinking. I have been tweeting many items, but that doesn't really count, does it?
Back to frivolity, yesterday, June 21, was National Ice Cream Day, which was declared by Ronald Reagan (to prove he wasn't all bad), and I celebrated with a whole pint of coconut-almond-fudge chip. It wasn't as good as the Blue Bell version of a similar flavor, but it was okay (I can't remember the name; it was a brand I saw at Sprout's, fresh and independent and all that good stuff... but the ice cream wasn't as good as Blue Bell).
I finished what NetFlix had available of Red Dwarf. Much of what I remembered went by a lot faster than I remembered (Ace Rimmer was only two episodes? Really?); the prison season didn't drag as much as I was remembering, and I had seen it all the way to the "end," which was Series 8. It came back in 1999 for Series 9, which was only 3 episodes and was oddly serious for Red Dwarf -- Series 10 isn't available yet, since that was just last year. The reviews on IMDB aren't kind, but I'll still check it out when it becomes available. Series 9 was... almost sad, really.
Now I have to go walk this dog. Perhaps more later.