Crumby's Telescope Tomfoolery Notes - Cool and Dry

Yep. The rainless cool front has left the CB environs cooler and drier for the nonce. Regardless, the little globe upon which most of us find ourselves situated hurtles frantically along, valiantly attempting to adjust its orbit wobble to compensate for the fatter Norte Americana babies.

Now, by 6 AM the sky dogs are barking off east and howling at the moon. Yip! Yip!

But I have chores anon, so I must spell of the dogs post anon.

However, the Galileo Gravitator dichotomy may finally have dichotomized. My present, may at last, arrive anon, maybe. But that spell too, must await the successful conclusion of the chores.

Anon.

Lleu Llaw, put the Lomo back in the shed. Er. Detach the Rigel and bring it along back into the air conditioning. The dang tape keeps melting and we're liable to lose the Rigel.

Hark! Somebody needs to spell about the recent fire ant (Solenopsis invicta) environmental hazard associated with the hoses.