June 18, 1998
Dear Everyone:
Happy
Father’s Day to
all you Dads out there.
In honor of Father’s Day, “Jeannie” and “Marshall”
are traveling north this Friday to spend the weekend with our Dad in
Canby (and
Mother, too, of course). I
will be taking them to and from the airport and taking care of
“Jeannie’s” two cats, one of which needs to be given a pill every 12
hours.
Summer arrived (finally!) this week with a
vengeance. When I got home
from work one evening it was 92° on the patio, 76° in the living room
(downstairs) and 85° in the bedrooms (upstairs).
After running the air conditioner for about three hours, I’d got
it down to 70° downstairs and 80° upstairs.
By that time, the sun had gone down and the air outside had
cooled, thanks in part to the onshore breeze that comes in through Crow
Canyon from the
Bay. So I could open the
windows in both bedrooms and get a cross-breeze going.
This is a saving grace for the townhouse.
In a few years, I’ll probably need to invest in new air
conditioning and heating.
In the meantime, I’ll renew my efforts this weekend
to find a way to shade the patio (in between trips to feed the cats).
So far, I have found several tent-like options, but they’re all
at least 10’ wide and my patio checks in at 9’8”.
So I’ll keep looking for tents/awnings and look into “entire
house” type fans.
Thursdays...
With both “Wilbur” and me stationed in “Livermore”,
the people in our Library up in Company Park have felt slighted in that
they don’t have their very own hot-and-cold-running technical support
people as “Livermore” does.
So it was “agreed” that one of us would spend each Thursday morning in
the Library to answer questions, fix problems and generally help out
with computer issues.
“Wilbur” and I alternate every other Thursday.
It just so happens that Thursday is also the day
that the Weekly Letter goes out.
(Actually, it goes out electronically Wednesday nights for those
who elected to get email versions.)
The Postal Service has a mail box about a block away from the
“Livermore” warehouse. The
mail is picked up at 10:30 each morning.
On “Livermore” Thursdays, I can get the Letters into the mail box
before the morning pickup.
But on Library Thursdays, it’s iffy.
Chances are, I won’t get to “Livermore” before 10:30 and, even if
I did, I probably wouldn’t have time to print, copy, stuff into
envelopes and get to the mail box before the truck arrives.
So I usually take the Letters to the Post Office, where there is
a 12:45 pickup. So if you’ve
noticed that the Letter arrives late (or early) every other week, this
is why.
Movies...
“Jeannie” decided last weekend that we could go to
any new movie that was out as long as it had
Harrison Ford
in it. That meant
Six Days,
Seven Nights. This
is a charming piece of summer fluff with Ford as a bush pilot
commissioned to transport
Anne Heche, as a
New York magazine editor, to an island in the tropics.
(What is it with Hollywood these days?
Why do they think the only employment open to women today is as
magazine editors or TV reporters?
Why can’t she be an archaeologist, or a market analyst?
For heaven’s sake, show some originality!)
Anyway, the plane goes down and they’re stuck with
each other and they don’t like it one bit.
You know right from the start where it’s going and how it’s going
to get there. And you don’t
care. It’s a lovely way to
spend a couple of hours in an air conditioned theater, munching on
popcorn.
Enjoy
Father’s Day.
Love, as always,
Pete
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