Still painting at Tickleberry's. The 30 degree-plus heat in the afternoon turns the paint into bubblegum, hence the current early hour of 6:52 am... just waiting for my painter's whites (well, more like my not-so-white-anymores) to come out of the dryer.

Early starts justify early offs, so I'll be floating down the river channel in Penticton this afternoon... haven't done that in an eon. Another friend suggested going to church this evening-- you got it, another eon since I did that, so why not. Let's Make God Happy.

The dryer stopped. Off I go.