- Both neighbors have garage sales going on today. Odd.
- I would go look at their stuff, but we don’t really know them. My first real interaction shouldn’t be buying crap they want to get rid of.
- Someone is considering buying that framed bunch of candy wrappers.
- OK, I don’t need to see any more of their stuff.
- First bike ride of the year – short but deliciously warm.
- I wonder if I can go all weekend without driving? I can get to yoga, but getting two coffees tomorrow would be tricky.
- What the hell am I doing taking voice lessons at my age? Am I suddenly going to start fronting a Fleetwood Mac cover band? (Note to self: Investigate this)
I’ll be the one in the shawl … - Reading in the sun never gets old, despite my age.
- I just think about skin cancer more.
- I found great books in a box in the closet and now don’t want to do anything but dive into my nostalgic teen years all day.
I read that Dallas and Star Trek book so much growing up, I can feel the shag carpet on my knees right now - I love Joe Satriani albums. I do wonder what his concerts are like. It’s not like he can yell out “Okay, everyone – you know the words!”
- Perhaps I can front Joe Satriani’s band.
- It will be Saturday night in Vegas tonight – we should do something wild and age-inappropriate.
- Except we are binging on The Newsroom.
- I am thinking about age a lot today.
- I really need to get in the garage and throw shit out.
- Not today.