The heat has really been beating me down. Man, I can't wait for cooler weather.
So...the Cub Scouts now trust my son with a pocket knife. But do I? I need to find him a halfway-decent multi-function pocket knife that works but won't be a tragedy if he loses it. He spent a couple of hours last weekend trying to whittle a point onto a broken-off tree limb about the size of a thick pencil. I finally gave up and let him use one of my knives because I just couldn't get a decent edge on any of those Chinese knives I have laying around. U.S. knives and Japanese knives are good; Chinese knives...pfft. He also spent a couple of hours disassembling an old laptop that I bought cheap at a ham radio meet back in the early 90s. Not good for anything anymore, so I let him have at it. We put all the parts in a box so he can continue tearing it apart until he gets it down to discrete components. "You know you have to put all that back together," I told him. The look on his face was priceless. And then we both laughed. Another good question was, "But Daddy, where's the hard drive?" "When they made that computer, they didn't put hard drives in them. They were too big and too expensive." The wonders of obsolete technology. During the knife process, I found both of my old butterfly knives. Been a long time since I played with them, but the muscle memory is still there.
We had a torrential downpour here last night around 7:30-8:00. I checked the radar and it was a single tiny but super-intense cell that just zipped across our corner of Wilson County and then evaporated.
Lots of hurricane-related activity in the Atlantic right now. The NHC has posted 105 updates since I last checked yesterday. Igor is going to cream Bermuda.