Point Lookout
Musings from the hillside

The hike to the store this morning had a little crunch to it. Grass in the shade sparkled. Good thing Jordan was wearing his fur coat … I’m looking at gloves.
Jordan is suffering from some dietary indescretions at a friend’s house-party. The 14 month-old twins were dropping copious amounts of random foods and Jordan made sure the lovely rugs were clean. He was a little intimadated by the electric trains and the mob but got more comfortable when the boy of the house took him down to the playroom and put him in his lap and petted him for an hour.

We all chuckled at the NY Times article about the NY emergency radio system failing its first tests ($2B later). No surprises there. This amateur radio license prep class in January is getting more and more interesting. I have more than a couple of professional public safety types signed up. I think some of the locals get it.

Bright and clear and cold again. No rain forecast for Christmas day … though it wouldn’t hurt. Today’s a nap day.

Jordan and I are most relieved to have made it through the Radio Club Holiday Dinner. I spaced out and didn’t beg for help among all the other nonsense going on. There are a couple of annual awards and a radio raffle still hanging too. But the party went off and was, by most accounts, a great success.

Today, Jordan and I have been resting and trying to stay out of trouble’s way. It was gray and threatening for a while but it’s cleared off if still cold.

Eric was glad to see me a week later … the shortest time between haircuts either of us can remember. He is convinced a $100 bill will fit under the door if I need to just drop money off on my way by … he looked at the cut on my cheek and took a few minutes to coach me a little. I’d pretty figured out the up-and-down only concept but he added some other thoughts. A better shave this afternoon.

Off to a sort-of radio thing, the commission’s having an informal get together and Gene’s announcement as volunteer of the year hit the little paper that arrived today.

So now the storm drain outlet is leaking. Last year it was the sewer lines. And the footings under the decks are even more sketchy than they were. Sigh. At least they’re going to do something a little more permanent this time.

We got our walk in by way of the Post Orifice. Dropped the Yardley package off on its way. The Jordan package arrived here but the one to Hopedale’s not there yet (as of last report).

Jordan has asked for the rest of the afternoon off. He had two visits from the mailman, a Fedex delivery, and the landlord and friends. He’s exhausted if satisfied all is OK. Rain tonight and in the morning, so we’ll head out in a bit for another bit of exercise. Jordan can nap later if he needs to but there are streets to be inspected first. He’s a little more relaxed now that jury duty is over and the Yardley box is off. He’s still quite up tight about the Hopedale box but that will get sorted soon.

Jordan and I had to make our trek mostly in the dark this morning. We were saved by Starbucks being open so we didn’t have to do the crappy donuts at Safeway. It was raining and Jordan was glad to have the raincoat, for a change. There were a few moments of puppy rebellion and confusion over who was leading the walk (as usual) but all i all it was OK.

Then there was jury duty. The drive up was horrendous. You could barely see for the spray off the road. Got there and left my tea on the package scanner. But I got set up by an AC power outlet next to a window! Then, at 10:00AM a nice young blonde in a judge’s robes came down and told us we could go home! How cool was that. So, by 10:15 I was back in the road spray.

The inch of rain was over by 2:00PM but the clouds stayed pretty solid over Orinda. Jordan and I went out and played with Nelson for a while on the back side of the hill then barked at Duna. As far as he’s concerned, it was a pretty good day.