I almost forgot—there’s a launch over at Cape Canaveral tomorrow, something I’ve never seen in person. I’m picking Jen up from the airport somewhere around 5, and then we’re gonna haul ass out there to see if we can see anything. Southwest, please, please, please be on time.
I’m holed up in my hotel room working with the thermostat lever somewhere between 70° and 80°, staying out of the blinding soupy air outside. Jen told me that when she lived in Texas they tended to chill the air down to ridiculous levels, and that her time there was spent in either charring heat or freezing conditioned air, and I can see what she’s talking about. I should have brought a sweater for staying inside.
That’s pretty dark, but it’s supposed to say “Orlando/Tampa”. Time to throw away clean the lens on my phone.
Sorry I haven’t been around here much lately. Just as I was getting a little daily momentum going, life got very, very busy. I’m on the road next week, and I’ll try to find interesting things to take pictures of in the Land of the Rat. And then, hopefully, things will slow down a little.
There’s a fantastic article in the latest New Yorker about the mysterious honeybee illness that’s threatening the commercial apiary business here in America. (Commercial honeybees are essential for pollinating most of the crops grown and sold here in the States.)