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Thursday, January 31, 2013
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Monday, January 28, 2013
yoga
You run out of gas in the Prius on the way to Eats. Second time.
Lawyers and accountants in the afternoon.
Lawyers and accountants in the afternoon.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
awaiting the day
When this sign reads: "Jesus the Wine Drinker," or "Jesus the Weedmaker." You are not holding your breath.
Friday, January 25, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
uneventful
In almost every way. You feed Nesta, with his newly (as of yesterday) shrunken neck. Galina comes to clean. Granola, strawberries and hazelnut milk for lunch. Starbucks for breakfast (triple maciatto and bacon/gouda/egg sandwich. You work at home most of the day. Late afternoon you get a call from your mother lamenting that she's "lost the key to the safe." (This is not the first time.) She quizzes me with key questions: "how many are there? Where are they? Do you have one?" (Two. You have one and Sandie does. No.)
You ask if she's looked in her purse; she guarantees me she has. Thoroughly. I doubt it. You hang up and within five minutes she's calling back saying she's found it in her coin purse, which was in her big purse.
Uneventful.
You ask if she's looked in her purse; she guarantees me she has. Thoroughly. I doubt it. You hang up and within five minutes she's calling back saying she's found it in her coin purse, which was in her big purse.
Uneventful.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
Sunday, January 13, 2013
sunday
You watched the Falcons almost-lose their fourth playoff game in four years. You also watched, for the dozenth time, Local Hero (whose soundtrack you love); it served as a good lead-in to Downtown Abbey. With Pamella.
Saturday, January 12, 2013
funeral
Yes, another one. Sumrell's mother, who was for much of her life the organist at the chapel at Callaway Gardens. Apparently, she could play. You drive to Hamilton, GA for the service. You take the scenic route on the way back and drove through Moreland, home of Lewis Grizzard. The weather is gentle for winter: the sun in and out, temp in the high 60s .
Friday, January 11, 2013
all you want to do . . .
Is avoid the flu:

2012-2013 eclipses any of the previous six seasons, and it's still very early. Of course, it could be a year the viral hit peaks high but early, a la 2009-2010, or it could have a more traditional curve like 2007-2008. If it's the latter, a lot of people are going to get sick.
2012-2013 eclipses any of the previous six seasons, and it's still very early. Of course, it could be a year the viral hit peaks high but early, a la 2009-2010, or it could have a more traditional curve like 2007-2008. If it's the latter, a lot of people are going to get sick.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
overcast warm humid
That would be outside -- also, mostly, in the yoga room you inhabited for 80 minutes this morning. You juiced/drank an apple/carrot/ginger with a touch of ACV this morning before yoga . . . a first (i.e., "eating" before class).
Lunch with your mother at Buckhead Diner -- not a first. She: "They have the best crabcakes in the world." Pay attention, class; word from a pro. You go vegetarian in ongoing ragged attempt to reform your diet. It was, as they say, all good.
Lunch with your mother at Buckhead Diner -- not a first. She: "They have the best crabcakes in the world." Pay attention, class; word from a pro. You go vegetarian in ongoing ragged attempt to reform your diet. It was, as they say, all good.
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