Packrat Purge

the pack­rat purge is com­plete and sev­er­al gro­cery bags are now filled with ran­dom para­phre­na­lia that i deemed un­nec­ces­sary to store for an­oth­er year. to­day i al­so washed my car and bought a pic­ture al­bum to house my col­le­giate pho­tographs. my room is now liv­able for the next few weeks.

we need wa­ter ter­ri­bly. we’ve had no rain in over a month and every­thing is ei­ther dead or dy­ing. the gras crum­bles to dust when it is stepped on, the ground is cracked, there in­sect count is even low. there is no stir in the air. much of my town’s liveli­hood is de­pen­dent on the suc­cess of the crop. if we get shat on this year the al­ready de­pressed eco­nom­ic straits of our com­mu­ni­ty will on­ly be com­pound­ed. i’m read­ing Double Indemnity and I ex­pect to com­plete it this evening.

Happy 1st Anniversary to Brian and Alice Stone!