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Dana has an aunt with whom she is currently staying. She and Dana get on wonderfully. Aunt is a country club type. Married into the Zeppa oil family (Dana is Dana Zeppa Schubert). The company was a boom/bust kind of thing with Keating Zeppa in charge during the latter part. Dana's Aunt was married to him until he died a while back. All that is prelude to her visiting and enjoying the perks of country club membership and lunch with the Rose Festival Queen contestants. AKA, one of my inner circles of hell.

I have to watch the dogs. Aunt has two standard Poodles who probably eat steak at the table with napkins tucked into their collars. I'd so much love to visit too but I need to do my hair.

Keating had a sailboat. I've never seen it but I think it is pretty good size. Moored since long before he died at a dock in lake Tyler. Knowing what I do about boats I'm sure it is barely salvageable and, if so, for a bunch of money.

Dana texted me and said that Aunt didn't want to sell the boat but was offering it to me for free.

I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be able to give the boat away. Maybe could sell it to someone on a coast for a few bucks but likely not even that.

If I were in my 20s I'd look at it. Now I wouldn't even get close enough to count the wasp nests.

There are few things I'd like to do more than go out on the blue water on a good sailboat for a day or two. Or sail over to the the Caribbean from Florida. But a man has to know his limitations.

I'll just stay here and mind the dogs, thank you very much.

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Volleyball was very good today. An excellent number of people and no assholes. Elbow Coffee was pretty good, too. Last night I hit on the idea of using it to unravel sweaters. So I took my sweaters and my vacuum (cause unraveling makes a huge mess of little yarn bits) and unraveled while we coffeed. I thought one or two might want to join in but they did not which was fine. They enjoyed watching me and it was good conversation.

Last night I watched my first Mariner game of the season and it really was fun. When the broadcasters started saying stupid shit, I just hit mute until after the commercial and then turned the sound back on. It worked fine, plus I had closed captioning on anyway. At bedtime, I watched more on my tablet while listening to my book in bed. Glad I spent the $25.

My neighbor across the hall - the Jim who moved in a month after I did - is declining pretty fast. Physically he's fine. Mentally, he's melting. His doctor has told him he cannot drive any more. And he's apparently going to take the advice. He asked me this morning if I'd help him sell his car. He has a Tesla. I just 'chatted' with the local Ford dealership and they will buy it. Yes, I know there are many more ways and he could get lots more money with some of the other ways but... the point is to make the car belong to someone else. That is the only point. So I'm going to suggest the way that is easiest. I may have to end up driving it myself.

Living with old people is a constantly changing environment, that is for absolute sure.

Now I need to go find a remote. I have this wall clock that needs the time changed and taking it down would probably involve wall repair so I need to find the damn remote. It's not in the obvious places so I need to start on the non obvious places. Sigh.

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I see deer all the time around here, usually does and, at the right time of year, babies young enough to still have their spots. However, I rarely see bucks, and especially not bucks with more than one branch on their antlers, so I was gobsmacked while out walking yesterday morning to see not one but two bucks, both with very well developed antlers. ( Here they are) I didn't even notice until I looked at the photo later that one of them was wearing a tracking collar, and was surprised to see how big and clunky it was.

Our spell of depressing grey ultra humid weather continues. By Monday we might be lucky and have lower humidity for a couple of days although the temperatures will still be high. I'd love to have a night or two when it's cool enough to sleep with the window open.

I went to parkrun this morning but didn't do any running; I concentrated on intervals of fast and slightly slower walking, and ended up just as sweaty as if I'd run. I wish we could start earlier than 9 am in summer but it would be too complicated and confusing to have different summer and winter start times.

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