I had a chapter three but it doesn’t seem important now.

I had my whole tale of woe outlined before I wrote the first word but the ending was weak and has been overcome by other matters already mentioned. Naturally the bad news was immediately followed by the hottest heat wave of the summer right where Monsoon is supposed to be. Torso Boy is lying on the tiles panting and I’m thinking of joining him; probably the coolest place in the cabin. The sun will start going down soon and I’ll take the party to the porch until the fans can cool the inside. But I mention all that just to say I haven’t been running around stirring up blog bait and my original plan for cranking TUAK up seems not worth finishing anymore.