Not much to see here: Morning shoot on the stage with the Mattress sales robot and then coffee with Rick. We talked about all the scalding disappointments that construct our middle ages. People my age sometimes seem more awkward than teenagers. Rick counsels that regular exercise fights despair. This seems likely, but I seem to run (well, more like, waddle ) in the opposite direction. It is nice to be working again. Still using borrowed 744T recorder, which is awesome.
Bud is out of the hospital and not-so-ominiously starting hospice care. Everyone at my house is sick, just been sick or potentially sick.
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