Today 29Aug2023

Going backward, I am at Wildwood enjoying a smallish dark beer that is “as dark as my soul.” At least that is what I ask for, with many laughs at the bar. I spent most of the time chatting with JR at the bar. I finally got to the writing at 9 or so. Before this, I was a Powell’s Books in Beaverton and purchased the old Annotated Sherlock Holmes (1967). The new volume is $40 a piece, and there are four–they only had one, but the old one was now $25 for both volumes–perfect. Sherlock Holmes went into the Public Domain this January, so I can write a Mr. Holmes story. I have a few ideas. It should be fun.

Before that, I was at home making dinner. I had Chicken with Mushroom from Trader Joe’s by following the instructions and making naan from frozen, and also from Trader Joe’s, and started watching the first Lord of the Rings movies from 2001 (how can it be so long ago). It was delicious, and I only had a small amount left for leftovers.

Scwann’s showed up, and I got the usual Chicken Cordon Blu from them (also frozen). I usually am not home on Tuesday afternoons, but today they caught me, so I stocked up with some frozen goodies.

Before this, I was online for various status and alignment meetings at the shoe company hosted on Zoom. The usual corporate stuff. I cannot share it (and it is boring). I had returned from Susie’s from across Beaverton without issue. The traffic was lighter than I expected–new patterns start when school starts in Beaverton (today). I also saw no extra-legal driving today.

I headed to see Susie after reheating some of the Beef Hungarian Goulash still in the refrigerator from a few days ago. I made it with potatoes and carrots, more like a thick stew, so there was no need for noodles. Still good, and the spices were a bit more settled after a day of cooling. I arrived at the hummingbird house in light traffic, and I was surprised to see sprinkling rain–the forecast had no rain. It was overcast and cool and looking more like fall–we were happy to see rain clearing the pollen and smoke from the air.

Susie was awake when I got there and had finished breakfast just after 11. Jennifer, the weekday nursing aide, popped Susie into her wheelchair, and we then moved to the porch. It is a comfortable place and protected from the wind. Max, the dog that lives there, was out and wanted to be petted and played with. We managed to pet him once. We also connected with Leta, Susie’s mother, and later with Barb, Susie’s sister, using FaceTime. We had a nice chat and spent some extra time talking.

After the chat, I took Susie back inside and kissed her goodbye. Susie was OK with me leaving today as it was a work day.

I started my day by rising at 7AM and finding my way to the kitchen and then to the Immoble Schwinn. Bloomberg locked up at 15 minutes, and so I listened to the news on Alexa while I managed to not ride 6.4 miles for thirty minutes. Breakfast was an NYC bagel, a banana, and liberal coffee.

On new songs, I like Milky Chance, and this song makes me dance a bit: Living in a Haze. Yes, I should be dancing and a disco boy. A secret passion I did not even know I had.

Thanks for reading.

I forgot that the H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival Kickstarter started today, and I almost missed my VIP pass. They have limited numbers. I had to join the Call of Cthulhu game to get a VIP, but that will be great to play that on Friday before the show. I have already blocked the time for work in early October–excited to return to the Hollywood Theater in Portland and do this again.