4 June 2010 Friday rolls around again

4 June 2010 Friday rolls around again


We received 0.62 inches of rain between 0030 and 0400 this morning. A series of heavy thunderstorms rolled along the ridges and tracked right over us. I don’t normally wake up for rainfall. These storms work me. It wasn’t the lightning and thunder, which had Loki quite upset, but the noise of the rain falling on a metal roof that woke me several times. The rainfall was heavy enough and loud enough that I really think there was some hail mixed in with it.

So a tired start to the morning and a hot and sticky hike with Mike left me ready for a shower. But I needed to backwash the pool filter and remove the old solar blanket from the reel first. The reel is now ready for the new blanket. The filter pump refused to restart after I flipped it off. Not a good sign. It is possibly a bad switch that caused problems when they opened the pool a week ago. But more likely it is a pump motor. We’ll find out but I suspect the cheap fix is not an option.

We’re going into Johnson City to night for free music at a street festival. Donna the Buffalo will be playing. We’ve not see them since Live Oak in 1997. Japanese food prior to going to the festival area. Neither of us needs street food and I really don’t trust a lot of the vendors to maintain safe and healthy conditions. I also don’t care to stand in line with families with strollers, kids, and diaper bags who think that their status as parents affords them special status. We’d both rather eat a bit more healthily and do so in cool air at a clean table. Should be good music.

We will be missing the mostly gospel music performances at Elizabethton’s Covered Bridge Festival and a lot of bad country and bad Christian at a Vietnam Veteran’s Homecoming laid on by a local vet and a biker church. Not at all hard to miss this little bit of self-pity. There have been enough such “home comings” for us VietNam vets. We all know we’re home, most of us have learned to deal with our PTSD, we’re getting health care from VA and no amount of bible thumping is going to cure the rest of us who were lost before becoming cannon fodder.

Perhaps a chance to sleep in tomorrow?

Shabbat Shalom.