Summer

It's 64 degrees outside today. It's a perfect day to be at the beach. There's a bright orange ice cream truck parked at the end of the street next to my building. If he drives another 100 feet, he'll be in the ocean. Music is coming from the truck to let the people on the beach know he's there. The song is Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. Except for the song, it sounds like music you would hear coming from a merry-go-round. I wonder if there is some kind of marketing psychology behind playing Christmas music in the summer.

I have a lot of relatives and I may mention them occasionally. Today one of my cousins is getting married. I want to wish him and his bride a long and happy marriage. He doesn't play golf so I don't think his wife has anything to worry about. It's time to tell a secret. My cousin's wife should ask him "how can you get in a wreck when driving down an airport runway in the dark?" This is another thing I suggest you not try at home.

I don't have a food experiment today, but the leftover from yesterday required a serious amount of Texas Pete to make it edible. I did have a good day at the grocery store. I bought 10 pounds of potatoes and a 3 lb. corned beef brisket for $5.48. I think I'll cook the brisket along with a couple of lbs. of potatoes in the slow cooker. This will be another first for me and I'm wondering if I should peel the potatoes. That would break my "too much preparation" rule. I think I'll just throw it all in the cooker and go watch tv.