So somehow, the whole freaking month of August managed to blow right by me. And of course, I haven’t even remotely come close to keeping this thing as up-to-date as I’d like to. Not that I haven’t had lots to write about — I just, well, haven’t written it.
My dad was in town recently, and we went on testosterone-driven car overload at the Woodward Dream Cruise. Somehow Amy managed to survive my dad and I drooling at cars for hours on end without needing any apparent need for therapy. Then my dad, who was in town for a week after a whirlwind tour of the east coast, managed to pull into his driveway just as Hurricane Fay did. That’s the sort of “good timing” I’m usually known for.
I also have plenty of things and people to mock, and my long-promised “GeoffBrown.net Best of Detroit.” And if I really want to get my blood pressure up, I could write about politics. But those things will have to wait until later.