These are my coworkers, Abdul, Rudy, and Ahn (in front)

We noticed that, while he was saying all this, he was slowly trying to cover up the radar map.  It showed two large green blobs that had already passed over lake Erie and headed south.  When I asked him to show me the radar for the next six hours he reluctantly displayed a wide open sky with nothing but sun on the horizon.

“I never trusted that guy,” Karina later told me, while we were on our way to Silver Creek, “Nine times out of ten he says it’s going to be a terrible day and it’s beautiful outside!”

Even while we were at the beach the forecast insisted that it was raining.  That Weather Channel can be a jerk sometimes.

We need special interior designers to revamp all these desist waiting rooms. There’s something like a ghostly presence that hovers over you. The future ghost of Kenny G dwells in these places and sends mundane chills up your spine. I need to come up with a proper adjective for the feeling you get when you’re in the waiting room.

Time, Men’s journal, People, Country living… Karina’s back in the seventh circle with Dr.McCormick while I sit here in purgatory. The only noises I can hear are a ticking clock and the “Mr.Thirsty” saliva vacuum.

I want to get into the novelty of the teal wallpaper, the wooden cutout flowers, and the gold framed primt of two swans floating infont of a gazebo… But the mind numbing boredom overshadows the tacky humor.

Oh, here comes WYRK country music. Looks like we’ve moved on from purgatory, Virgil must want our hero to travel deeper into the inferno. This twangy drawl about pickup trucks and l lost love must be punishment for some ill will committed by my former person.

Did that guy just walk his three headed dog by the window?

I’m really looking foreward to the end of this when we get to paradise. !HEREICOMEKEUKA!

There are just a few things I need to get through before we can go to Keuka lake tomorrow. One of them is a shoe hunt. I hope she bags one SOON.

I’ve been waiting for a Keuka weekend for what seems like ages, and it’s finally about to arrive. Ahead of me I have a keuka run, a middle of the lake swim, some kan jam, and a pina colada on the beach.

BOOM!

Karina’s favorite summer treat is officially kicked off.  Props to  old tyme CHETS burger joint for this masterpiece.

If you drive with my lovely wife, you might be in for a bumpy ride.