Did you chow down on BBQ and potato salad on the Fourth of July? Did you play hoops and watch kids go shrieking with laughter down the plastic water slides, and then night came and the clouds parted (except here in San Francisco) and you saw amazing fireworks? Here, I've got to say the chowing down was vigorous and loads of fun, and at least we had a lot of firework noise, blasting bangs seemingly out of the fog that probably drove a lot of human and animal critters wild. You remember what Mark Twain said, "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." It's certainly true this summer. Sigh
- It's Outer Banks time with 40 plus members of both sides of the family -- first time traveling (and in an airplane!) for what, two years? It seems like longer since we had to cancel out last summer.
Vol. 50 No. 007
Let me get the shameless advertising out of the way so by the time you've read the newsletter, it'll be embedded in your brain and you won't even realize you've had the sneaky implant. VORTEX -- incredible cover shown below -- is the 25th FBI thriller out August 10th. There, painless, done, be sure to pre-order because that makes the publisher very happy and, well, it makes me sing a bit of opera (not from Aida).
Vol. 40 No. 11
- Happy St. Patrick's Day Green beer? Excuse me? Who does that? I mean, could you be convinced that to properly celebrate this lovely Irish day, you are required to pour GREEN beer down your gullet? Hey, can you get GREEN beer Light? Would the color be a lighter green?