August 14, 2026 · 22:59

Fighting The Hydra

Cut off one head (i.e., hit one deadline, finish one task) and there are two more being regrown (finishing the anology is left as an exercise for the student).

So take a minute or two to look at the clouds, say hello to the neighbors, walk down to the community mailbox at the corner (still weird to me that we don’t have an individual mailbox at the end of the driveway), get buzzed by the hummingbirds.

With advancing years I find that I truly do not have any fucks to give about certain things – strangers’ opinions of me, for example – but I find it annoying that there are so many things I do still give a fuck about. Doing a good job even though my career is winding down and nearing its end, worrying about the evil that’s taking over out country, wondering if the Angels are ever again going to have a winning season, waiting for the Chiefs’ bounceback season this year and Season Four of “Ted Lasso.”

I’m juggling as fast as I can. And trying to find time every day to see if there are any pretty clouds overhead. (There were.)

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August 13, 2026 · 23:32

Sky On Fire Sunset Panoramas

Damn, if the sky didn’t do it again this evening! Thank goodness the iPhone has a very easy and nice “panorama” mode built in!

Click on either image for some huge, ginormous, wide wonderfulness!

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August 12, 2026 · 23:07

Proof Of Life – August 12th

Some nights (not tonight, but still…) you just need a plate full of grilled cheese sandwiches

I have years of practice making them “GOLDEN“, not soft and mushy, but not burned. It’s an art.

I have passed this sacred knowledge on to my progeny. All three of them can perform the sacred rituals and turn bread, cheese, and butter into golden ambrosia.

God, I need some sleep…

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August 11, 2026 · 22:47

Hail – But Not Here

The blaring alert on the TV while I was watching the Angels’ pre-game show said there was a flash flood warning combined with quarter-sized hail. Near us? Sort of, but “close” only counts in horshoes, hand grenades, and tactical thermonuclear weapons.

A quick look at the weather radar showed a bunch of large cells popping up, with the really nasty stuff over toward the California / Nevada lines along I-15 on the way to Las Vegas. But there was some pretty good activity about eight miles away, over by where the shooting range is that we visited two weeks ago.

It would be cool to get some big storm cell building up over us, I do love a good thunderstorm. But so far, it’s been hit or miss, primarily “miss.”

Life in the high desert during monsoon season! Gotta love it!

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August 10, 2026 · 22:04

There’s Always One!

It’s early August, the height of summer, pushing triple digits every day. The maple tree in the front yard is glorious and full and green.

Except…

There’s one single stinking leaf that has to get out of the gates early, clearly “offsides,” jumping the gun and showing off at least two months early.

“Look at me! Look at me! I’m a rouge, renegade, crimson red maple leaf in SoCal, where there shouldn’t be any maple trees to begin with!”

Give ’em Hell, Festus!

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August 9, 2026 · 23:09

Pink Mystery

Something happened to my cell phone after we looking at the classic cars and hot rods yesterday. Images like the one above filled my Camera Roll, over two dozen of them. Most are some similar shade of pink, the last few are black.

A handful are videos instead of photos, and the soundtrack is nothing but a rhythmic rustling which I assume to be an artifact of me walking.

I have no idea what was triggering these photos. The phone was in my pocket, and the only thing different from the other 24 hours, 365 days a year is that I had some coins in my pocket as well from a purcahse at the farmers market. Was a coin lodged against a button in such a way to keep pressing it and taking pictures of the bright sunlight filtered through the denim of my jeans? Whatever.

Perhaps I was temporarily attacked and swallowed whole by a ginormous dropbear and the pink color comes from its skin and tissue and blood as it was trying to swallow and digest me? I’m sure that would have been such a traumatic experience that I would have wiped it from my memory, leaving nothing but the photos behind as evidence that it ever happened.

I hate it when that happens!

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August 8, 2026 · 23:58

Car Culture

Hesperia (and Victorville and Apple Valley) are along the old Route 66, so there’s a fair amount of “car culture” about, with vintage cars and hot rods all over the place. Today there was an event at the Hesperia Library with 100 or so hot rods and classic cars, plus dozens of food trucks and a farmer’s market and other booths for bakeries and knick knacks and quilts and clothing and a petting zoo and live music and governmental offices and a pet adoption and…

Soooooo much work goes into restoring and keeping these vehicles in perfect condition.

The Corvette on the left reminds me of those that the Mercury, Gemini, and Apollo astronauts had. I wonder if they kept that promotional program going into the Shuttle era?

It was “balmy,” i.e., 102° in the shade, with minimal shade. But it was a dry heat!

I had a nice conversation with this guy, even though I was wearing my Chiefs hat and he had on a Raiders hat. No one’s perfect, and he had a great car!

The petting zoo had ducks, chickens, donkeys, ponies, goats, and what I think were llamas, although they could have been alpacas or some other exotic critters.

All in all, it was a GREAT day out in the community!

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August 7, 2026 · 23:09

Tres Codornices En El Muro Del Patio Trasero

Which, if Google Translate is to be trusted (YMMV!) means “Three Quail On The Backyard Fence.”

I never expected to see quail out here. I’m not sure why I thought that – it makes perfect sense now that I know they’re here. But to me, who went quail hunting with my Dad as a kid, quail mean “Grandpa’s corn fields in South Dakota,” not “California high desert.” But that’s a “me” thing, not a quail thing.

I had seen one back when I was exploring the edge of The Mesa, where the Victor Valley floor drops off into the Cajon Pass. Since then I had briefly seen lone quail on our back yard wall once or twice, but never with enough time to grab my phone or camera before they took off.

Today I was dishing out my dinner and I saw not one, not two, but THREE of them out there, and they stayed long enough for me to grab the camera with the big lens. It looks like the middle one is a male, based on the dark face markings and white stripes, while the first and thrid ones are females.

Squab on the hoof! What a delight!

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August 6, 2026 · 22:51

Boomers In The Distance

It got muggy and it’s been hot, so out here with lots of desert and mountains, that means unexpected pop-up thunder boomers. They stayed out to the east and away from us, but they looked impressive.

(Radar image from the Wunderground app)

Always nice to see that the radar picture agrees with what you can see with your standard issue Mark I eyeballs!

That really nasty, orange blob to the northeast up by Barstow –

Classic form, convection reaching for the next layer of the atmosphere, where it would be prevented from rising further and would break out into the dangerous and threatening anvil-topped shape.

To the southeast, over the mountains –

Not as focused and intense, more spread out, with several smaller cells growing nearby the primary storm cell.

The two biggest dangers from these kinds of storms are flash flooding and lightning-sparked brush fires. Everything is so dry and baked and flammable, any dry lightning turns into 100 acres of fire and growing fast in a heartbeat.

All y’all stay on your toes out there!

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August 5, 2026 · 23:43

Proof Of Life – August 05th

Another reason that we wanted to buy a house a year ago and stop renting a house was because we wanted to get a dog at some point, and our old lease didn’t allow pets. The Long-Suffering Wife adores Great Danes, particularly harlequin Great Danes. She wants to rescue an older one, and re-name it “Spot.”

We’re not quite ready to get Spot yet (getting closer!) but this last weekend we did add a new household member, a Roomba which Ronnie has named “Grogu.” Today I finally figured out the last couple of setup steps that I had missed, and off Grogu went to complete it’s first full-house sweeping run.

The uber geek in me is fascinated by the AI mapping algorithms and the way it learns and acts on its own. The Luddite in me is terrified of this little robotic monster buzzing around and bleating for help when it gets caught on a rug.

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