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Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

With the return of heat and humidity this week, Ma Nature reminds Ol’ Robbo once again exactly why summah is his least-favorite season.**  My perennial heat cramp symptoms have reappeared, the air in Your Nation’s Capital is beginning to stink with a combination of stale sweat, urine, rotting trash, and exhaust fumes, and for the second day straight I lost my bid to beat the thunderstorms home this evening and got my left arm soaked because I have to keep the sides off La Wrangler for lack of A/C.

Well, as Roseanne Roseannadanna used to say, “Well, Jane, it just goes to show you, it’s always something — if it ain’t one thing, it’s another.”

I read the story about the Ag Department’s plans to ship some of its employees away from the Swamp and over to Kansas City with a mix of amusement and something close to a bit of wistfulness, too.  It’s not at all uncommon for Ol’ Robbo, when out about the country on biznay (I was in KC myself just a month or two ago), to imagine the possibilities of relocating, perhaps getting a gig with a local U.S. Attorney’s Office somewhere.  But when I sit down to put any kind of serious thought into it, I simply can’t come up with an alternative location that would justify in my mind pulling nearly 30 years’ worth of life here out by the roots and starting afresh.  If I were a good bit younger, perhaps.  But not now.

So I suppose I’m here for the duration.***   As for another Dee Cee summah?  Just have to guzzle gallons of water, pop a lot of aspirin, and wait for mid-September to get here.


** Ol’ Robbo’s favorite seasons are spring and fall but the tie-breaker goes to fall because it’s followed by winter, which I dislike much less than summah.

*** In fact, my office is relocating, but just from one building to another.


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