Time seems to be dwindling for me to get to last Saturday and Proof in Indianapolis. I have been working on here, and through my email, for 90 minutes. I still have not dealt with this post, started two days ago.
I think I have already mentioned that I did not go to church Sunday. Too secular minded; a condition I did not think I could overcome. That always leaves me feel lost for the week.
The apartment remains a bit disheveled. When my sister came down last night, she said the apartment was nicer than the last one, and I should keep it clean. Not sure why she needed to make that comment. What else happened during her visit, I reported last night.
Monday was a holiday. I forgot that. It looks like I am losing my Medicaid. Which is why I had a meeting with a fellow at Casa del Sol (one of the two best Mexican restaurants in Muncie). Pretty sure I took CC out to her storage bin, where she found they had been broken not, and I lost a lot of time while she inventoried the place. After taking her home, I came back and found I had run out of energy. She goes to court tomorrow and worked herself into being sick until last night.
I still have not looked at the printer. Last night was a lot of blog posts. Yesterday, I did get a money order sent off for Wesley Bush, and made an appointment to see someone at my bank about investments. I spent too much time yesterday morning putting my prison journal on here. The publishing schedule extends out for a month.
The following raises an interesting question - maybe more interesting when it is one I questioned myself why I had not asked it - why is it not our responsibility to resist clickbait? I do it - curiosity, boredom, amusement being my usual reasons. However, clickbait erodes our lives. We are programming the algorithms that will imprison us. Already imprison us?
Your CafeLit submission has been declined.
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This is a different sort of rejection. If not accepted, send it back? BTW, this is for the The and The Dying collection. And it took them 2 months to do the rejection. I will assume they read it.
The Lost City of Z: Solving the Mystery of a Vanished Civilization is not quite the Charlie Hunnam movie. I do like this presenter.
Geography! Kingston, Canada!
One of the bees in my bonnet is light rail for Central Indiana; the rebirth of the interurban. Here is how one Canadian city pulled it off:
Getting ready for a return to fly-fishing:
Let me close with some humor from last night:
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