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Note: This entry is rather disjointed. Sorry about that in advance.

I am hot, tired, achy, covered in grass, slightly bruised, and my right hand has a cramp in it. But wow did I have fun!

Today I came in to do some lawn work at the office. A lady comes in to mow the lawn, but she doesn't do weeding. So I volunteered to heft the gasoline powered Weed Eater around to whack down the weeds.

It was great. I came in dressed in jeans, and I brought a hair tie, a hat, and my work goggles. For two hours, I did nothing but whack weeds. I did all around the signs, around the light poles, and spend a very long time next to the garage getting rid of all the woody plants.

The Weed Eater itself is fun. I've never used a gas-powered weed whacker before, and revving the engine never got old. I loved it. It's not something I would want to do everyday, but it was a really nice change of pace from the usual office grind. I'm going to hurt tomorrow, but it was worth it.

One of the reasons I was happy to get out of the office is the Assistant Operations Manager. She's become totally impossible to work with. Tomorrow is her last day, and - as much as I like her - all I can think is, "Thank God."

She's miserable in her job, mostly because of the Operations Manager. They are oil and water. I can't point at one and say, "It's her fault," because they're both responsible. But the Asst Ops Manager is so miserable here, she wants to make everyone else miserable, too.

The tension in our office trailer is quite thick.

Time passes...

Wow, that was pretty impressive. We just had another strong August thunderstorm come through... tips head and listens ...and it sounds like we're getting hit again.

Just as the sun was setting, I heard rumbling from the north. I stepped outside and saw a thunderstorm rolling in from the west, over the area to the north. It was beautiful, watching the lightening highlight the clouds, and seeing the fading sunlight streak red across the clouds.

It was obvious that the storm cloud was moving along at a quick pace. I watched the tops of the clouds disappear and be reformed at a higher level as the storm built power. I've seen this in footage from the plains states, where you have an unobstructed horizon. Here in the hills of Ohio, it's a bit of a treat.

Usually I'm good at being able to tell which way a storm is heading. I totally misjudged this one. The storm was almost on top of me before I started thinking, "Wow, that lightening was really close..." It was a frantic scramble to close bay doors, roll up windows, and batten down the hatches. The lower bay is still flooded, but there wasn't a damn thing I could do about that.

The storm is still spitting at us. It'll be quiescent for a time, then it'll hail for a few minutes. I hope it'll be clear by the time I have to drive up to the park tonight.