That place like home.

Well, flights were flights (yay under an hour in the air) and I am home. Today I was drafted into working on the lake. That's something different every year, but this year it is apparently:

• Poke the lake with sticks.
• Pump water from the lake onto the lake.
• Wipe it off with a giant squeegie.

It really doesn't look like it'll be particularly good skating again this year... it hasn't been very good for several years. Oh well.

I'm on the "do not report" list for jury duty tomorrow, so sleep it is. I also already have a new toy to play with.

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