I know the neighbourhood potluck is in a few weeks, but I’m still thinking about what I’m gonna bring an’ how I’m gonna bring it.

If I haul ass today, I should be able to make it to tonight’s Neighbourhood Safety Walk and still have time to cook and eat…

MY GIRL TOLD ME I CHIRP AND MEOW like A CAT IN MY SLEEP… dying.

I prefer simple, buttery crackers like Skyflakes to enjoy melted Fontina Val d’Aosta and wild cherry jam on. And none are in stock. Sigh…

18:35 cocktail hour was a success. Well, actually, it’s more like alcohol hour, but DAMN did that Russian vermouth hit the spot.

This week will be the first Shabbat since the California fires started… My hometown was affected, but their fire was controlled quickly.

It’s gotten misty, again… But the crystalline sunlight, earlier, reflected off glazed buildings onto the Skyway carpets was beautiful.

This hard chewing gum is great! I’m already used to chewing tough things, but in any case, it’s pleasantly stimulating activity.

It’s winter so I might as well start growing out my beard… I’m so used to my goatee. But that guy on the bus looked SO GOOD with his.

Fiancée: “My body is killing itself from the twerks…” Me: “You don’t need me to blow out your back. You did that yourself.”

OK, The Atlantic. You’ve got me. I’ll subscribe to the paper. (Kudos to Derek Thompson for convincing me)

Reading about the shift in food criticism from haute cuisine to more populist Bourdain-style “No Reservations”. Fascinating!

Charles Schwab just sent me an email saying “Please stay safe. We're here to help.” That actually me feel better. Sigh…

I’m kind of tired of the Internet. —Well, it’s partially winter cabin fever. I wanna do stuff outside an’ I haven’t gotten to ice skate yet.

I don’t feel the urge to create anything. I can’t tell if it’s because I’m sick, but I feel really peaceful. Not rushing to do anything.

At least it’s a half day today. Thank goodness for Jimmy Carter dying I guess?

One of the government workers I ride the bus with started wearing heavy eyeliner because of me. She sat down right next to me just to show!

Going to clean like crazy when I get home today. Sighs. I wish I could relax…

After reading The Worm and His Kings I’m never going to take a book recommendation from Ben ever again, bless his sould. That was HGS levels of bad.

Taste of MN is offering free tickets right now—grabbed mine, looking forward to July! Sounds of Blackness was the best concert last year!