Nyugh

Was supposed to do a number of things today.  Wound up sitting on the side of the road with my brother waiting for the Triple A truck to show up for two hours.  So, hanging out with baby brother?  Accomplished.  What feels like a mild case of heat exhaustion?  Hydrating as we speak. 

We did go and see Red instead of going hiking due to aforementioned probable heat-stroke - it did the comic justice (boy, the Boomers are grouchy about aging, but that was in the source material) and the cast was fantastic.  But things of writing that require concentration and thought?  Those are going to have to wait until morning, when I don't feel like I have the hangover from hell.