Today is September 1st, and the day after tomorrow is Labor Day Monday, and I've been invited to walk in the parade. The times are getting real for us laborers.
July ended with me at a conference in downtown LA while Cass sweated through a bad fever at home with Corrie, the fan the only respite for our oven apartment. While video-chatting, her phone got so hot she couldn't hold it anymore, and we were nervous it would explode.
That seems like so long ago, even though it was less than 35 days. Summer ended for us, work resumed, we had our authorization to strike vote, and even the initial evening meeting with the adults.
And Now the entire month of August went by and I put up just a sad, solitary note.
I even wrote up a proposal for the International Pynchon Week next year in Rome.
Anyway, August was long...
August was long...and hot.... But now the year will rapidly rush to it's conclusion and we will be looking at 2019.....
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