I'm not sure why, exactly. It's not like anyone reads this tender missives, but what the hell...

Anyway, it's a cloudy day out here on the Sonoran desert. Time for me to go a little easy on the power use, as the panels aren't bringing in a great deal of current. There's a small pack of coyotes somewhere close by at night, causing Sasquatch to thrash his tail violently now and then. I wonder if he thinks he could go out there and kick coyote butt. No, I tell him. You stay inside where it's safe. He glares at me now and then and stalks nervously about.

-crowbraid-