Summertime and the Livin' is Cheesy...

... Sorry, I couldn't stop myself from using the cliche' title.

But it's true. We all survived 6/6/06, disappointing as that may be for some. (Curse you, apocalyptic numerologists!) Summer officially started this week, albeit with a stormy entrance.

But it is a temperate Saturday evening and I am typing this from my patio, wireless router humming away indoors, folk music playing on my local public radio station, WKSU, a glass of blueberry port at hand. What could be better?

Okay, sharing it with someone special.

Nope, won't let anything get me down this evening. I talked to Lisandro for a bit today and he sounds fine. I made myself a nice tuna casserole for dinner and watched Rent again while I ate.

(Damn, that's a fine movie. Jesse L. Martin still makes me all happy inside.)

The evening is cooling off without getting chill enough to merit changing into long pants. Jake and I have been playing "fetch" with his favorite blue ball. Mosquito annoyance is minimal.

Life is good.

Thanks,life!