— October 17, 2025 —
One morning this week I might conceivably bundle up and go to a restaurant for french toast or chicken-fried steak. For the most part, though, I'm in my recliner, watching old movies.
The daily walks, recommended by my doctor, are on hold along with everything else in my life, especially after an errand a few days ago left me frightfully chilled and shivering for hours. The space heater has been on, blasting me, ever since.
This weekend's "No Kings" protests will happen without me, though I'll wish I was there. President Trump is a criminal, of course, and the most likely living nominee for Anti-Christ, but that's so obvious it goes without saying.
I'm hoping for better days soon. Meanwhile, please stay warm & dry & take care of yourself.