"When a man opens a car door for his wife it's either a new car or a new wife." - Prince Philip

There is a threshold above which no work can be reasonably accomplished, and even clear thought is difficult. I'm not sure exactly where that threshold is but it's somewhere below 110 degrees. I know that because I made a mess of the drawer I was working on when we hit that temp. Working at the front of the garage with the fan blowing right on me made no difference.
We hit 113 mid-afternoon and the forecast calls for temps above that through the weekend. By Monday we drop down to 111. And it is ALL wrong when the words drop down and 111 are used in connection with each other.
If you're keeping score at home - and I am - the high today in Elmira OR was three degrees below our overnight low of 86.

The rest of this post might not make a lot of sense. I'm tired, dehydrated (not for lack of drinking!), and have some chores I still want to get done before Pam gets home in an hour.

I was up early working on my presentations for Costa Rica. By 6:00 I was out in the garage working on the truck, and by 7:00 Roger showed up as promised. Neither of us know what happened our how, but by 8:30 we had the door clearing the fender with only the tiniest of contact at one small spot. I'll file that down and repaint the fender and door on the truck.
I loosened bolts, he pushed on the fender while I tightened, we tugged and pulled, tried a variety of things in a variety of sequences and at some point things lined up.
As long as he was here I prevailed upon him to help me with the engine. I hadn't started it up since getting the carb back from the rebuilder almost two months ago. We discovered the idle adjustment screw was all the way out (bad), the throttle return spring I made needs to be shortened, and the timing mark is all but invisible in anything but the inside of a cave. (It's located back on the flywheel behind...everything.) But the good ... no, the GREAT news ... is that after making those adjustments the engine runs like a swiss watch, albeit a very noisy watch due to the total absence of an exhaust system. And the horns work! Nobody will fail to notice if I hit that horn button.

By 10:30 I was working on the bed, making the drawers. I got five of 12 made and need to get more plywood before making the rest. I goofed one of them up by shooting the nails in at an angle so that they protrude into the drawer but I think I can fix it.
My problem: how many sheets of plywood do I need to get the rest of the drawers made? They're 5.25 inches tall, the front and back are 21.5" wide, and the sides are 16" long.
I know the formula for figuring it out:
"If two trains leave their stations heading toward each other going at 65 mph and 48 mph...."

This afternoon when it was too hot to do anything but screw up a drawer I went to McDonald's, ordered a Diet Coke, and worked on my Dogmatic Theology presentation. From there to the gym and home for dinner and some chores. One more to go.

Misc. thoughts from throughout the day:

• As bad as it is that our govt. turned a river into a toxic flow of dangerous chemicals it's nothing like what happened in China. Have you seen the drone footage of the aftermath? And what chemicals are in the air over that huge city? 
• I'm getting more entwined in the Costa Rica effort. So many unknowns, including how much time in each session will be eaten up with the translation process. What is their knowledge base going in? How familiar will they be with theological terminology? 

I think there's more but my brain is still fried and Pam will be home in 50 minutes.

bye.