Eileen went over to spend some time with a friend, Barb Vincenzi, today. It was supposed to be gardening moment to help her with her garden but it was too snowy. Eileen was the only one who could make it anyway. Barb is finishing up at teaching Nursing at Hope. She has all kinds of things wrong with her. Her daughter lives in Boston so aside from her ex Barb relies on friends to help her get through.
I didn’t make bread yet. We have left over baked goods from yesterday. As well as store bought. Maybe tomorrow.
I have been getting some reading in.
I had another momentary scare this morning. Lately I have been waking with a start only to look in the eyes of someone steadily watching me. This is disconcerting and only lasts a second and has happened to me maybe five times in the last six months. This morning’s apparition looked a bit like Jonathan Fegel. I always thoughts hallucinations moved more and lasted longer. Ah! Old Age.
The Danger More Republicans Should Be Talking About – The Atlantic
Ibram X. Kendri’s latest.
I have had a blog post sitting unfinished on my laptop for four days. It’s nothing more than most of “The Nature of the Fun” by David Foster Wallace (pdf) which I typed in by hand. This essay is from Both Flesh and Not by him. I was talking to Sarah about my blog today and she said she had noticed that I hadn’t put up anything for a few days and I realized that the blog post which mostly a re-typing of “The Nature of the Fun” wasn’t going to cut it so I started over and linked in the essay for anyone that interested.
Rhonda seems to be rare person in my life who also likes David Foster Wallace. It is this lack of response that encourages me to write something else. But it is encouraging that someone I know has read and presumably likes Wallace.
It’s been a weird week. I just jumped in the car and went in search of some Easter chocolate. A local bakery was open for ten more minutes so I sped over there. But no chocolate. I bought some sweet goods, some gluten free. On the way home I noticed that Readers World was open. I stopped but managed not to buy anything. Then I came home even though I realized that Meijer was open and surely have some chocolate.
The chocolate urge is influenced by chatting with Sarah today. I am eating a small gluten free delicious cinnamon bun. And just for good measure drinking another cup of coffee. We will save some of these sweet goods for breakfast tomorrow.