The humidity has been insane. It’s been a hot summer, but that’s not so unusual for Central Indiana. The high temps haven’t been sufficient to warrant much commentary and our rainfall total for the season is actually about an inch below normal. It’s not the heat and it’s not the precipitation. It’s the humidity. Hovering around 90% on nearly a daily basis makes it nasty for doing anything outside, it just drives me deeper into the air-conditioning. But the real problem is how the humidity is making every creeping thing grow and thrive. I can’t kill the weeds quickly enough! They are sprouting from everywhere, even the cracks in the driveway, that have received gallons of Ground Clear this season, just keep sprouting new weeds. What’s more, all the cement and stone around my patio is covered in moss or some kind of slime algae that I have power-washed off several times already. Same goes for the privacy fencing and even the stones around the fire pit. It’s like some alien entity and I’m sick of it. I need Autumn weather to keep me from going nuts here…

Yet another hat tip to Doc Searls for pointing to the essay, In the Beginning Was the Command Line, by Neil Stephenson. I read it ages ago and it was as good this time around as in the previous century. The online text is available here. Doc’s blog post is here.

Cha-Cha-Cha-Changes. What’s the deal with all the churn in the ARRL Field Organization of late? Changes in the ARRL Sacramento Valley Section. Changes in the ARRL Pacific Section. Changes in the ARRL Atlantic Section. Maybe the last one out should turn off the lights?