Man, I remember the year we came up to Reno for our anniversary a few years back. We drove out to Gerlach (this was before gridlore started Burning with me) and had lunch at Bruno's, and I remember watching the cottonwood just flying past the windows as we sat there.

Doug's had a miserable week here with grass pollen; he's looking forward to going up to the Giants game tonight just to be somewhere he can breathe for a couple of hours.