San Antonio is HOT. As expected. My sister drives a tank, which I'm borrowing while here to the tune of probably $100 a week in gas. Mom is nowhere near dementia; makes you wonder about doctors. She's in rehab now...of the physical kind, just to make it clear; not the Amy Whine-house kind. My flight to SA was packed with blond high school kids headed for Laredo for some Christian group thing, half of whom had never been on a plane before. Quite entertaining.
During the trip I had an insight into "Dair's Window" and suddenly found the voice to the piece. Now I just need to figure out what the book is really about.
I have 5 books dealing with POS with me that I've sworn to read before I return to Buffalo.
The GOP is still acting like a bunch of babies, and the Dems are asking them to stop screaming to get what they want. Like the usual 5 year-old, they aren't listening.
Now I'm off to visit mom, again. Tomorrow will be busy. Ah, vacation time.