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Thursday, November 21, 2024

Snow, where are you?

 I miss the days before climate change became so prevalent and so visible. Anyway, mi madre continues her tour of the city's hospitals. An even greater distance for me to travel. If it's for the best, I know better than to complain.

 I trust the two or three people still following this blog of mine are doing well.

BYE.

Friday, November 8, 2024

A quiet weekend

 I just came down with a cold. There's a COVID outbreak at the hospital where my mom is. No visiting this weekend. This is going to feel weird - I'm used to visiting my mom often. First the visits dropped to once a week from 4 times a week and now the outbreak forces a pause.

  On the literary front, I'm reading 'As I lay dying'. It's the corrected text; which makes me wonder what was corrected. And will I want to try to find the uncorrected edition? There's a movie made of this book with James Franco and other people. I don't plan to go looking for the movie.

  I'm still simming. I don't have much else to say about that.


BYE.