"Heat Strokes.........................."

Good Afternoon;

Well I'm at the coffee shop finally cooled off and changed into clean dry clothes from the skin out. Waking up to 94 degrees at 7:30 am sucks. After stopping at the Giant and then the library, then bus to train to train, back and forth and in and out of the A/C and the heat and humidity my clothes, which I put on fresh after showering last night, and then took off to sleep so they stayed fairly fresh, were either sopping wet or crusty with dried salt depending on how close to the skin they were. Sometimes I will end up changing 3 times in a day with weather like this, if I have the clean clothes to do so. Between, wear and tear from wearing and washing, and the fact that they were purchased and/or acquired over a year ago, my basic daily costume of jockeys, socks and tee-shirts are starting to show major signs of wear. 5 sets of jockey shorts, 4 'good' tee-shirts and about 10 pair of socks, (even if other items do not need changing, the socks often get changed anyway, my feet are a mess as it is and clean socks DO make a big difference in avoiding the worst of 'jungle rot' or the 'creeping crud'....[just ask any Vietnam vet who was not just a REMF how valuable and treasured clean socks were!]...), don't last as long as jeans and the sweatshirts which may go 2 years or more before unraveling.

The only thing I really dislike about washing up, (or shaving), at the Starbucks is the quality of the 'Green' paper towels, which seem to be as much 'glue' or 'binder' or whatever the term for it is, than actual pulp or paper.

Yeah.....drying off can be......interesting................lol.

About the library... All the 'regular' weirdos were there, the evil, nasty, old white haired w(b)itch who always wears a couple layers of outer wear, the wacko girl who wears the same 2 outfits, alternating for days or weeks without washing them, and is unacquainted with personal hygiene products...both of these lovely ladies

drag their 'own' chairs from computer to computer pitching hissy fits and swearing like longshoremen if anyone sits in 'their' chair if they have not yet moved it when time is up on the computer. They also both mumble obscenities under there breath, racial, ethnic, and religious, at other patrons.

Then there was the tall black guy in perfectly pressed and creased digi-cam fatigues looking like one of the National Guard soldiers who frequent the library from the post just down the street....excepppt for the fact that there were absolutely no patches , badges, or insignia of any kind on the uniform....and he was having conversations with 'beings' not visible to anyone else....and cursing at the librarians. Then there were the assorted parents who brought their kids to the 'Big Blue Choo Choo' show in the meeting room and then came into the library and let their unmannered brats run around unattended and unsupervised in full vocal cry. One 'baby's mama' type with 2 stroller's and 4 kids, (of obviously different parentage....or Gregor Mendel was wrong, wrong, wrong!.......lol), was screaming at an infant no older than a year in fluent ebonics and threatened to "pop yo one in yo ear" if the child did not stop crying.....and which a short time later was found to have gotten a big chunk of thigh caught in the damaged and unprotected hinge joint of the stroller! Then the 'frummie' father with 6 rugrats swarming everywhere under people's feet as they tried to use the self checkout and reaching over and pushing buttons on the screen while their father shouted into his cell phone ignoring them. When I stopped one of the little bastards from toppling the heavy stanchion holding the guide tapes over on to his fuzzy little head, and causing a chain reaction pulling down the other poles............he gives ME a dirty look!?!

All I have to say is ask anyone who knew Jenn, or knows Rachel about their behavior in public places, from infants to age 7, (Rachel's age now), and they'll tell you how well behaved while still being children, and intelligent and interactive with adults they were/are. I know what I'm talking about!

I also saw as I as I was on the way out a couple of old men who come in all the time, and in full and oblivious denial of their obvious need for hearing aids, sit in the chairs of the New Books area partly hidden from sight by bookcases ....but not from hearing and carry on one of the SAME THREE DAMN ARGUMENTS/CONVERSATIONS!!!!!! each and every time they come in at full volume. They are constantly being gently, then firmly, 'shushed' by the staff. Which means that the decibel level temporarily drops to the equivalent of a Sunday morning TV preacher in full bellow.

Okay, it's almost 4:00 pm. and I really need to eat something now that my fears of heat related....um.....'projectile food rejection'....have passed......lol.

Later....................................Dave