Inexplicable...

I can't put my finger on why, but I am in a rare foul mood right now.

I came home from The Office and took slight umbrage when Galina chided me for sitting down at the computer -- a "crutch," I think, she called it -- as she sat down to watch Oprah. I got up and went to the bedroom and lay down for a short nap.

After refreshing myself, I ate an indifferent dinner and we drove to Hobby Airport to return the car.

On the way back, Galina stopped by some discount store. After selecting a few items to purchase, I took them to the checkout and paid for them and walked home (it's not far).

I still have about 35 pages to check of the hazard report. I'm not really sure when I'll do it. Logic would dictate tomorrow, when we stop for the day (departing at 3 am is just not realistic, plus we have to make a stop in Dallas to pick up merchandise), but logic doesn't explain where and how I'll connect to the Internet to deliver the product.

Grumble.

Cheers...

Target of opportunity...

I had taken the digital camera out to take some shots of some mushrooms that had sprouted overnight in the front yard, but those shots did not come out. The camera was in the seat beside me as I drove down the service road (known as a "frontage" road here in Texas).

A good thing, too, as the cloud that filled the sky in front of me was pretty, um, noticeable:



A pox on the power lines, but otherwise... glorious!

Cheers...