CWTD Going to Explode Friday Platitude

That subject line is that of a spam I got. I have no idea what it means, but I like the sound of it. I didn't open the spam itself, of course. It was probably just peddling fake Viagra or mortgage loans or nekkid pictures or some such thing. I'm sure it would have been a letdown, having nothing to do with exploding platitudes.

Yesterday's storm ended with evening. There was a bit of intermittent rain after nightfall, but the sky soon began to clear and the moon emerged, now quite plump. As the clouds had let little heat accumulate during the day, and their departure allowed that to escape into the starry sky, it grew cold enough that, for the first time in a week or more, I didn't have to run the noisy window fans all night. The crickets were silent, too. Saturated, I suppose. The quiet was refreshing, and I was able to listen to music for a while. I chose Debussy's Images for solo piano. They seemed well suited to the serenity which followed the storm's passing. This morning, there is still a soft dripping from the leaves, but the thinness of the overcast suggests a sunny day that will remove all traces of damp. The morning birds are subdued, and the air still. I think my sleep will not be disturbed.

Dusky

I think that I might be about to move a big stack of stuff. It depends on how ambitious I feel over the next couple of hours. The problem is that there is nowhere for the big stack of stuff to go other than where it is right now, which means that after it's moved, it has to go back into the same spot, which is annoying. But moving it is the only way to get to what's behind it. Part of the big stack might be gotten rid of right away, but much of it must remain for now. I spend way too much time fighting with stuff. I think that some stuff too valuable to throw away will have to be sold.

It did not become too hot today despite the return of sunshine. Tomorrow will be too hot. I miss the rain already. But an unfortunate effect of the rain is that we will now get another brood of mosquitoes. They haven't been too bad so far this year, due to the dryness. Now their breeding grounds have been replenished, and their numbers will undoubtedly increase. I wish a bat colony would take up residence in my attic. It would keep the mosquito population down, and I'd get free guano!

There is a very loud and persistent bird singing nearby. It makes one or two single chirps, then goes into a series of chirps all strung together, the note rising and falling only slightly. I have no idea what kind of bird it is. The dusk is too deep for it to be seen.