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The dog days of summer are definitely here.  No, there’s no heat coming from Sirius, the Dog Star, as the ancients believed, but it does mean quite a bit more.  To me, it’s about more than heat and humidity, especially since the average temperature here during August is about 75 degrees F.  And I know you’re tired of hearing me say it, but I’ve earned the priviledge since I sweltered in our East County heat for years before moving to the coast.

At this time of the year, there’s a frenetic pace I sense when running errands or shopping.  Everyone seems to be out and about, it takes more than the usual lap around the block to find a parking place, and then it’s only a one-hour spot I’ll have to squeeze into.  License plates from as far away as New York or Massachusetts are seen here and there, but most are from Arizona. Lots of them. 

The family vacation is over, Back-to-School sales are in full swing, and the few shows we watch on T…