Surprised by the posted prices
Need proof that this is a “too hot for comfort” kind of summer: I went in the pool today. Voluntarily.
The dog is unsure whether he wants to be inside or outside (actually, normal code of conduct for my canine friends). The careful placement of water bowls on the front lawn, in the basement and near the refrigerator means that his bases are covered (and I have a whole new set of tripping hazards).
Following up on a request that was made (months ago), I took the air-conditioned car and went to the air-conditioned camping store, to buy (yet) another canvas chair. Actually, this one is longer – a lounge model. There goes the remaining space in that new car, but it shows a keen intention to hit the campsite, really soon. The sticker shock at the cash register was partly my own. I’d read the sign on top of the pile of chair cartons. I’d failed to read the rear side of that same sign, which proposed a different price point. Turns out that a store can put two different prices on display and charge the higher one… proving that caveat emptor hasn’t applied since the final days of the Roman empire. I could have refused to buy the chair, but I’m unwilling to deal with the end result.
During a moment of heat induced dementia, I watched people sitting on the backs of crazed horses until they fell off. On average, eight seconds later. Wait, I guess that is the goal of the event. Silly, silly, really hard on the butt kind of silly.
