arrived home from a long, but productive work day - dogs were glad to see me (but of course) and I had forgotten to pull windows blinds !hot
taken the dogs out, run the dishwasher, finished the New Yorker, talked to N and will now go to bed
noticed that he thinks that action evolves from thinking - is this a zen thing or a delusional illusion?
enjoy the sunset with the dogs
try to go to bed on time tonight
the lame yogurt eating scold in a Prius who told me I shouldn't drive my dogs in car on hot days (Seattle PC = PC Redneck) (got AC, btw)
the fireworks tonight (but the dogs don't - they are sticking to me like glue)
set ferry ride for tomorrow afternoon
picked up oysters, steak, corn'cob, propane for 4th dinner