Twenty-nine

I really don’t have a lot to write about today. Just sitting on the couch with the demidog (OS X autocorrect fixed that for me…no, I typed it correctly….lesser-dog).

I really should have prepared better for this space, but I was kind of otherwise-occupied with travel concerns.

I did end up working some the past two days. The first one was just direction about a report I’m helping with, yesterday was trying to piece together some of what I’ve missed over the past week.

Getting distracted from writing this as I tick things off my to-do list for the day. The dog is sound asleep on the couch next to me.

She did stir when a story I popped up while looking for this made noise. That is absolutely nuts. I wonder if Lake Meade is refilling.

The whole desert flood thing was something I didn’t really comprehend until I went to Arizona in 2006. Just deep canals that are dry most of the tike…except when it rains;

I guess the story is much the same with the LA river as its often depicted in movies.

We get some here, too, but we’re not too far from the Potomac; things run off pretty quickly.

I should go find NFL preview magazines since training camps are opening….