Day 22,239

Evie Day 508

Good morning and a happy Monday and a new beginning to the work week! Today is 5 August 2024.

We had a weekend, and it was a pretty good one. We spent some time with Gracie and Evelyn on Friday and Saturday, and Bonnie and her dog, Ruthie, came over for a bit yesterday. I had a productive weekend with the grill, preparing a whole pork tenderloin on Saturday, and a small brisket on Sunday. I might have to run into town to get more of my preferred hot barbeque sauce – we came across a sale on sauces, but none of them have quite the punch of the hot barbeque sauce I prefer. The results have met with everyone’s approval, and we’ll have leftovers for a few days.

We spent some time watching the Olympics. The airwaves were flooded with political ads – apparently, if you are running for public office it’s less important to run on your record, and more important to call names at your opponent, claim an endorsement by a felon, and work in at least half-a-dozen pics with gun.

I’m glad I don’t live in Missouri.

The Olympics have had their ups and downs. I feel empathy for any athlete who was required to compete in the Seine… that river was not cleaned up appropriately for use as a sports venue. E. coli is now running through the Olympic Village.

Yesterday was a good day with the guys. My dwarven cleric cast a couple of timely healing spells to get some party members out of trouble. I worked in a couple of vicious knee-cap strikes with my war hammer, and I was in pretty good grace with the rest of the crew.

I have two one-day classes this week, so I’ll spend the lion’s share of the day going through that content and running through the lab experiences. The classes are capped at 27, but I have a feeling I’ll be seeing about half that number in my deliveries. Prep, a few emails, organize a different presentation for next week, and get ready for an exam (maybe, might defer the exam another week).

Time for me to get started with my day.

I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.

Peace y’all.

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