Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate the birthday of Geronimo, born in 1829. He was an Apache chief. I haven't found a clearly reliable source for his actual birthday, but hey, today's as good as any!
Yesterday I skipped the weekly sky-zombie hallucination orgy to paint my porch in the morning which is the best time for it because it's on the west side of the house. I don't think anybody cared that I wasn't there.
Primer is all done, today I start on the final paint. It's looking like I might have today and tomorrow without rain if I'm lucky.
Signs of life