Tuesday 30
Mar. 31st, 2010 01:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 52 and 79 degrees, west winds 11 to 18 MPH, humidity around 18 percent, hazy with a few clouds here and there.
According to the National Weather Service: “Wednesday: Partly sunny, with a high near 61. Breezy, with a light wind becoming southwest between 22 and 25 mph. Winds could gust as high as 39 mph. Wednesday Night: A 30 percent chance of showers, mainly before 11pm. Mostly cloudy, with a low around 41. West southwest wind between 16 and 21 mph, with gusts as high as 31 mph.”
Naomi and her mother Linda dropped by for a visit and wanted to know if I wanted to go to church tonight. I told them that my truck still needed headlights. They offered to pick me up, I thought that was sweet of them, but I declined the offer.
I went for my evening walk listening to Astro 10: General Astronomy: The Earth: Our Home.
I read aloud from the textbooks: “Astronomy Today" about Venus’s Greenhouse affect where 96.5 percent of its atmosphere in carbon dioxide; “The Cell: a Molecular Approach” about the sequencing of Yeast Genomes.
Andrew was at his property all day picking up some stuff to move to Juniper Hills. He surprised me with a short visit that actually lasted for a few hours. It was good to see my old friend again.
I read a few chapters of “Chasing the Dime” by Michael Connelly. Our hero (I don’t really like the guy) now has a Los Angeles detective convinced that he murdered the prostitute and is trying to secure a search warrant. His lawyer is begging him not to do anything rash. Someone has planted a keycard for a storage unit in his backpack (probably where the body is hidden) and he is headed down there to check it out when I decided to put the book down. What makes me mad is that he is doing things completely different than I would, plus he is an arrogant sort of guy.
I did my stretches, practiced my guitar, wrote my column for the newspaper and sent it in, wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.