i was going to my son's trailer, near knoxville, and took the interstate because it was faster. this put me near the knox county fair which is set up on that corner where the love's is. through the fence i got a sense of wha was. happening in there. a couple of nights ago i'd seen the trailers moving in to set up.

the carney's life is a hard life. there was a downpour last night, friday night, and really their whole show is friday night, saturday, saturday night, that's it. they're squeezing every penny out of people every minute. yet it's hot, mid-july, very intense sun, peak of summer. i don't envy them.

tomatoes are turning red, cucumbers are sprouting, in short, my garden is exploding and i'm happy about that. i'll eat it straight off the vine. i'm finding a little too much of this intense summer, even though it's barely ninety, is enough for me. i like being home by the aircon, curtains blocking out the intense sun. will send pics.

at the trailer, my daughter's booyfriend is patching drywall and doing other things to keep the raccoons at bay. could have been a mistake to tell them about the fair. they're young and easily led astray.

cleaned up bags and bags of garbage. sorry to say, the definition of disabled is, dad's gotta do it, that's the bottom line for me. if i'm gone he'll need an institution, or, maybe as an alternate theory, he'll learn it himself because he has to. things aren't looking good in that regard, though.

the trailer is long. the raccoons have been entering from below, and then climbing up into the ceiling through a hole in the center, where they can get up climbing near the hot water tank. that has to be sealed so they can't get up there. once in the ceiling they have babies make a racket. once one fell through - that's what the boyfriend is patching.

through this ordeal, though, some of the neighbors have come to know him better. he's not a bad kid, and he even mows their lawns sometimes.