The answer to my previous post

If you haven't seen the question yet, go to the previous post first.

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Cats did not evolve from monkeys

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Weather note

You may have noticed me conspicuously NOT complaining about the weather.  This is because I like summer weather, even when it's hot and sweaty and hard to work in.  Last night I was driving to a friend's birthday party after 10 p.m. and the guy on the radio said it was 81 degrees.  All day long it has been gray and humid and the air felt so FULL like it was going to burst.  About five minutes ago--about 30 seconds after Alexis and I agreed that the air felt pregnant and when was the rain going to start already--it burst.  The sounds of the storm drowned out our playing of Rock Band.  The lightning strikes are all within a mile of our house, and some sound like they are much closer.  It sounds like someone beating on huge pieces of sheet metal.  Finally the rain is here, soaking the streets.   It's all so beautiful.  If I lived (as I probably will someday) in the south, I'd be afraid.  It seems that every time there's a storm there someone dies.  In New England we view thunderstorms as welcome respites from the heat.  I love them.

I have to go rock out some more, Alexis commands it.

Weekend snapshots

Tired dogs back from swimming.

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