Yesterday was work and the start of my two vacation. Whatever allergic reaction wraps around my ankles still hurt during work, and I was ready to leave when we wrapped up around 10:45. But else I might have done, got lost when I decided I was not going anywhere but bed. The pain might have been less than Tuesday, it still wore me out.
Up and about, I spent the rest of the day revising "Colonel Tom". It now needs a new title. There are about 600 words less than when I started. I finished a little before 11 pm.
Today, I slept in until around 6. Fiddled with the email and a little reading when I should have been doing the dishes. I need to catch the bus in less than 30 minutes - I am off to the laundromat. After that a special group session, the grocery, and back here to do some more writing.
Today is National Kitten Day!
Some news from yesterday:
Indiana Public Broadcasting statewide reporting team eliminated (News From The States)
There goes the best in Indiana's local reporting, and you can thank Donald Trump and our General Assembly for that.
At the same time as Hoosiers vote for Trump and Micah Beckwith, while they salivate like Pavlov's dogs for MAGA, the state is getting diverse: Slice Of Life: Indian Pizza In The Circle City (Indianapolis Monthly). Or is it that our becoming more diverse, more open to life in the wider world, that inspires our retreat into the comforts of the Republican Party? Just like cockroaches scurry aware from the light.
It has always been hard to find Harlan Ellison's stories, but perhaps it is easier today with the internet and him being dead. If so, find his books, and read him. Ornery and tough, but damn he could write. He had brains, could think, and said what he meant:
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