3-5, 5-7...
stayed near my phone all day just in case 1) air conditioning guy to show up between 2-6 and 2) See if our make-up tennis league match gets rained out again. Air-conditioning guy made me nervous, if he didn't show up by 6 I was going to re-schedule. He showed up at 5:50. Quickly diagnosed the problem, dead fan, had another one in the truck me: can you get it in by 7:30 (time I needed to leave by) Should be able to do that.
Got to my league make-up tennis match we lost 3-6, 5-7 as ganga drifted across the tennis courts. These are the worst courts in the area, final glide path for planes headed to BWI overhead, pickle-ball on one side, pretty good slope so that all the balls roll down two other courts w/a good start, sun reflects off of parked car windshields in the morning, service trucks backing beeps by adjacent low density strip mall, and now marijuana in the air. I will admit I didn't get as angry at missed shots tonight though.
Good day, AC fixed and I'm feeling pretty mellow right now.
** Edited by `lag at 5/26/2026, 10:35:14 PM
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2mo
It’s frustrating.
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2mo
People don't seem to realize how pungent it is either. Kids sitting on the other side of the field don't realize how strong the smell is here over on the sidewalk.
I should add, it's sort OK if you're an old guy at a music festival and you only need to walk back to your tent to crash out. The thing with the kid is obnoxious. Give the kid a chance at life, this guarantees a failure*
* 20 years later: "I couldn't believe my old man would smoke weed while driving w/me to the grocery store. I hated it, hated being tired all the time, felt a lot better when I got out of the house...dad died of a brain aneurism later..."
** Edited by `lag at 5/27/2026, 1:22:58 PM
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2mo
It seems like everywhere outside of my personal property smells like pot.
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