The heat continues. As far as the mercury was concerned, it got up to 99 yesterday. With the humidity, the heat index was around 108.
You just can’t get motivated to do anything in this heat, you know? I can’t, at any rate. In truth, I’ve been pretty lethargic about just about everything for the last few weeks. I suppose I can’t blame that entirely on the weather, but being soaked in sweat as soon as I leave the house definitely puts a crimp in my outlook.
I thought I’d managed to complete a fairly large project at work yesterday morning, but after running a few tests I discovered that some records were being dropped from a report. I spent most of the day trying to figure out why this was happening, and – hopefully – came up with the solution at about 4:30 yesterday afternoon. Gave the report to my client and asked her to look over it for any other mistakes. Hopefully, she won’t find any and I can call that project done.
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| My first attempt at the second phase of the self portrait project |
The streak of self portraits came to an end last week, as – due largely to the heat – I stopped bringing my camera in the car with me. Sure, I could take shots at home, but how interesting would that be, huh? I did get a flash of inspiration at work one day, and have decided to continue the self portraits project by trying to recreate iconic movie scenes with myself in them. I’ve got a few ideas about that. The end of The Breakfast Club. Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate. Marilyn Monroe over the subway vent. Bogart in Casablanca. Stuff like that. But my first attempt was from Rebel Without a Cause. I didn’t get it exactly as I wanted it, but it was close enough and I was hot and tired and just wanted to take my clothes off and sit in the bathtub.
A friend of mine at the office told me on Thursday about a drum corps in the area that might be interested in having me join them. It’s called Alliance Drum Corps, and I may go see them perform later today at a competition in Woodstock. From what I was told, they were pretty much ready to sign me up, but I would have had to go with them to Rochester, NY, in a few weeks to compete in the DCA (not to be confused with DCI) championships. I considered it for about 30 seconds before determining that, while I could probably play the music, I’d have a pretty tough time learning drill and memorizing the music in time to make the trip. I may try to audition for them next year instead. Most of their rehearsals and performances are on the weekends (no work conflict) and the season is over in August (no football conflict). It could be fun and could get me out for some much-needed exercise.
My general lethargy has left me with a few things that I really need to do this weekend. My car and my bedroom are both pretty disgusting and desperately need to be cleaned. I’ve also determined that I really need to remove the little square of bricks that surrounds my mailbox. It was installed there by my house’s previous owner, apparently for the sole purpose of destroying my lawn mower blades. I’ve thought about pulling the bricks up on several occasions, but have never gotten around to it. This is the weekend. Those puppies are doomed.
I haven’t finished cutting down the privet yet. Maybe I’ll try to do some more of that today, if I can stand the heat. Big plans. We shall see what actually happens.
TWD