It's actually hot outside, which I would think would make the paint dry faster. It is extremely bright, with zero wind. I got to spray paint the silver sides of the boards today, and I honestly don't think it was any more fun than the orange sides. I think things showed through the silver paint more, so I ended up using more of it.

I have nothing else to say about spray painting, because I've been saying everything there is to say for the past week. 

Going to get my 2nd Pfizer shot this afternoon. I'm hoping not to have too bad a reaction. Based on the first one I think I'll be really tired for a couple of days.  

I have nothing more to say. 

Yesterday it started raining about half an hour after I posted that it wasn't going to rain. Then it kept raining through this morning, but right now, it looks as if it's stopped.   I should be glad that at least it isn't snowing. 

I have nothing exciting other than the weather to report today.  Sorry. 

It was supposed to be rainy all day today, and I have yet to see a drop of rain. I'm suspecting that it's Not Coming. It is, however, 20° cooler than it was yesterday. I have spent the morning being a lazy bum, sleeping, reading and eating leftover Chinese food.

Happy birthday, Robert (Bobster)! 

The gentle, pointedly unclassical voice lullaby-ing bits of "Somewhere" in this trailer belongs to Rita Moreno.  ...at least, if the closed captions are to be believed; they identify the offscreen singer as "Valentina," the new gender-flipped Doc character played by Moreno.  (She's actually meant to be his widow, according to Vanity Fair among other sources; hence, the literal inheritor and now sole proprietor of Doc's eponymous neutral-ground corner store).

Jeanine Tesori's credit, per IMDb, is "supervising vocal producer," and her presence gives me much more faith than usual that the singing is being handled intelligently.

Still dying of curiosity about what else Tony Kushner's screenplay has in store for us.  (As dream teams for this movie go, Spielberg/Kushner/Tesori still completely blows my mind).

And those gorgeous images...

It is in the upper 70s outside, and I took a walk to the Asian supermarket and got a package of egg rolls for lunch. It is almost a perfect day for spray painting, except there is a slight breeze. That's fine, because I am sick of spray painting, and neither of my index fingers has recovered yet from the mammoth spray painting session on Friday. Toward the end of the session, I was starting to have problems holding the spray button down because my fingers were tired. I tried using my middle fingers to press the spray button, but they aren't strong enough (at least for Rustoleum's spray buttons--maybe some other manufacturer has a lighter touch on the button).

I got off track. The point was supposed to be that it's very nice outside.

I finally got my second dose of Moderna on Friday morning, after being alarmingly delayed by a tetanus booster a couple weeks ago (about which I specifically asked, before getting it, whether it would interfere with my Covid-vaccine schedule, and was mistakenly told that it wouldn't).

So my new hobby is fretting about whether or not the almost-six-week spacing, and/or the interruption by a different vaccine altogether, has left me woefully short of the nearly-bulletproof protection these things are ideally supposed to offer.  It's almost more stressful than not having gotten the vaccine at all.

I'm hoping the CDC will determine, sooner than later, that a longer window is at least as good as the originally-recommended four weeks.  But it's not confidence-inspiring that, earlier on, they were recommending the series be restarted if the window stretched beyond six weeks -- in which case I would gladly have waited a few more days and done just that.  But that recommendation was later reversed, and they're now saying to just get the second dose, no matter how late -- 7 weeks, 12 weeks, whenever -- and call the series complete, despite having no hard data one way or the other about the effectiveness of doing so.

Grr.   

Neither dose has caused much in the way of side effects beyond a sore arm.  Also not confidence-inspiring.  I know it's not necessarily meaningful, for good or ill, but I could have used the reassurance of feeling crappy this weekend, just as a sign that my immune system is reacting in some type of auspicious way.

We went on a "Full Moon" tour at the Southwest Wildlife Preserve tonight.  (https://www.southwestwildlife.org/) It was fun to see the nocturnal animals a little more active than they would be during the day and learn about the great rescue and rehabilitation services they do.  If you're in the Phoenix area it is worth the drive out to see it.