Did just about nothing today. The stuff from the drywall repair is still in the hallway, but at least it's organized in a couple of boxes and ready to take back to the basement.
A friend from college is turning 65 and retiring. I should say *another* friend is retiring. They're calling it a career, but not me, not yet.
I still turn on the light over the deck before going upstairs to bed. Be safe, little black pooshka, wherever you are.
Finished watching Rio Bravo. Read nothing on the iPad (neither Tarbell nor Pyle). Played games, listened to WWII news and a 1971 Dodger game with Vin Scully. And that's basically it for the day.
On the other hand, another day of health, both for me and BB. We're intending to drive down to Trader Joe's tomorrow.
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