Finally got to the steak.

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Had to wait until sunup.  Wanted to be more sure it wasn't going to rain again.  No great suffering, just had to turn the grill off and cover it up.  Without being able to see the sky, I wasn't willing to take another risk on it, is all.  It was and remained 55 through the night.  Which, given that it rained two or three different times, and dropped a pretty good lot of wetness, wasn't a bad temp.

Wherever these storms are coming from, it is relatively warm.  Then again, it is just August.  Strange.  But every year can be strange.  Most years, as a fact, are a bit peculiar.  Some places are hotter than usual, by a lot.  Some places are just hot, as usual?  I have a few eyes and ears on the ground, in various places.  I even check in with them, from time to time.

The steak came out just about as perfect as the last one.  Night quite.  This one could have used just a bit more cooking.  It was, pretty much, on the edge of rare and raw.  Just enough that it was still edible, but as mentioned, could have used just two more minutes.  I know why.  When I leaned it, to cook on an edge, it tipped.  Didn't cook on the edge, and hit the sidewall, so didn't cook flat, either.  Warmed it, some, but didn't really cook it.  I'll... figure something out, for that.  Even so, it was a fine meal.

Six patties and two steaks over the last three days?  Very good.  Planning on heating some of the burger I recently cooked into crumble, for a taco salad.  Nothing fancy, but it sure is pleasant.  Nice, for a summer day, too.  Even a cool one, I guess.

I may try to call my brother later.  Still have the list, if I'm not sure it's possible.  So weary.  From the cool, rain, or work last week?  We'll see.  Would love to get some work done.  Having a woman around would be good.  A witness, and prod.  Women can be so cruel, if you fail to do what you say you will.  They are nearly as bad, but that isn't the point.  Well, and a ride wouldn't be bad.  Just... saying.

I had to laugh, the other day.  Heard a man calling a woman horse-faced.  Not as a compliment, or disparagement.  Oh, I've heard the term before.  The thing is, I realized most women are horse-faced, sort of.  It's no more, or less, than suggesting women have boobs.  That they don't mind, I think we say the horse-face thing to... get to them.  And it does.  Though, I wonder, if they realize most women are?  *grins*

Boobs.  One of my favorite words, items.  Anyway...

Well... on to something.  Playing, a bit.  I don't know, the game is just really difficult.  I may just set it aside, or just move on.  It's more annoying than fun.  I tried to play a mage, from the start, which is three quarters of my problem.  Best to start as something else, in the game, then switch later.  It's just too harsh at the early levels.  Meh.

Later?  Maybe.