Yesterday

Well, no posts yesterday, which turned out to be an interesting day. Some point this week, I was supposed to go to Annapolis to sign the book all admittees to the Maryland bar sign. So the better half and I chose to go yesterday and make an Annapolis day of it--tour the state house, see the sights, and so on. Well, as you probably know, it was as hot as blazes yesterday here, and in Annapolis. So, after lunch and a really long, hot walk around the harbor--a walk that was very beautiful but would have been much better if it had been, say, twenty degrees cooler--we decided to bag the walking tour and do some driving. Well, one thing led to another, and we ended up driving down to Ocean City, Maryland, hoping the ocean breezes would cool things off a bit. Had never been to Ocean City, and it is surprisingly built-up, even for a tourist destination. How long is that boardwalk? How many miles of hotels are there?

After a nice walk on the beach--there was little breeze, but it was significantly cooler, if the haziest day I've ever seen--we decided to drive up the coast and check out Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, which we found to be much nicer. We had dinner there, at Jake's, and then started the drive home through the wilds of Delaware and the Eastern Shore.

On the way home, we got pulled over by a Maryland state trooper--almost certainly on a pretext--burned-out tag light--because of our out-of-state plate. The trooper approached our Subaru Forester like he was at a checkpoint in Baghdad, hand on the butt of his gun, in a crouch. I'm sure that's how they're trained, but c'mon. A station wagon? How many cops are shot each year by people driving a station wagon? He actually issued us a written warning to get our tag light fixed. What a joke.

So we got home late to find . . . the power was out. The stariwell down to our apartment was as black as pitch.

Anyway, a long day. No posts.