And Again, Dull, Vacant

Unusually humid today, and I am in mental thermtrip. My CPU has throttled down after hours in the sun-baked driveway designing and cutting and installing an ad hoc feature to the trike. Air conditioning, a bottle of Pacifico, and thou ... Yes. Aaah.
So much necessary preparation never yet gotten to, and I now see how we will just have to go, and deal. Thunderstorms will pass through just before we arrive, rendering the extinct lakebed into an inch-deep lake, and we just don't know what that will mean.
I'm slouching exhausted in a chair, swyping into this mobile device, just sort of writing, because, well, you know why.
This picture is of the trike, taken at an angle I thought would be helpful while at the hardware store, but it wasn't. I'll add another picture, of it in action yesterday. I don't know which will show first, nor do I care.