It's supposed to be storming, according to the Weather Channel, but it's not. The marathon QVC Channel watching continues, apparently the recorder taped quite a few Quacker Factory shows and my wife is working through them , slowly but surely. I watched "Kindergarten Cop" downstairs, since I like Arnold and there's a ferret in the show.
I spent some time rearranging in the shop today. I may never walk again. Cases of ammo have gotten so much heavier than they used to be. I have no idea what a wooden case, with two spam cans, holding between 840 and 1200 rounds weighs. The weight is on the side of most of the cases, but it's in kilograms for one thing, and for another if I knew I probably couldn't lift some of them.
I've been listening to the scanners, as I usually do on the weekends and at night. Not much happening. The speed trap in town is reaping a full harvest of tourists. You'd think the word would get around, but apparently not.
I got up too early this morning, so I could walk just as the sun came up over the mountains at the lake.
Now I'm tired, so I'm drinking black coffee. That way, I won't take a nap and I'll sleep well tonight. All in all, it's a good Sunday.