The weather turned cold this week, which is nice. I love the fall weather. The downside is that the air conditioning is still running full blast in my office, and it has been about 55 degrees in there. My hands were turning numb. Apparently when they brought in the portable AC, they had to disassemble the boiler to get it in, so now they have to reassemble it so we can have some heat. Anyway, I took a picture of myself sitting at my desk, wrapped in my Mexican blanket.
That blanket is about 26 years old. I bought it in Juarez when I went to visit relatives in El Paso. I keep it in my car for times when a blanket is called for.
The other interesting thing about this picture is that it captures me a few months before I turn 60. This is not how I thought I would look at this age. I thought I would look like an old man. Haha, maybe I do.
Even though I am almost 60, I still have a subversive streak: