Firstly, thanks for all the birthday messages & what have you. I appreciate the goodwill & gifts. I don’t have anything profound to say about aging. It’s possible that age has expended my capacity for profundity. That remains to be seen, I suppose.

Secondly, the multiple day dust storms have been miserable. My allergies were kicked into a gear higher than I thought possible. The dust is so insanely fine out here & now there’s a thin coating of it on EVERYTHING. Even after taking the dustmop to the floor it’s like walking on sandpaper. I detest the feeling of grit on smooth surfaces. The sound of it makes my skin crawl. It’s going to be like this until we get enough moisture to put the dust down. There was about 30 minutes of light rain the other night and it wasn’t nearly enough. It transitioned to snow which accumulated enough to cover the ground, but it still wasn’t enough to stop the dust blowing in from places where there was no precipitation. The snow ended up looking filthy.
I mitigated some of the problems with allergy medicine, but it just can’t keep up. The air tastes like lung cancer. I hope it isn’t going to be a dry year, but last year was fairly wet and they tend to alternate. The midwest is always trying to turn back into a desert prairie and it feels like this is a hard push for that agenda.

Anyway, the allergies are making me extremely tired so I’m going to cut it off here and lay down for a bit. I hope you guys have a nice weekend. On Monday I’ll be back with more low stakes adventures of fictional people. Until then, try to be a face, not a heel.

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