I got up this morning and 7:10 AM, but did not get to bed last night till 1 AM. I stayed up late making videos and listening to music.
When I got up this morning I made myself oatmeal and ate my oatmeal messing with our main computer. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and then dozed till my wife got home from work. I have not read anything this morning.
Not much else to report. Yesterday is a blur right now. I mainly read yesterday a memoir titled, "The Sixties" by Jenny Diski. I have been reading lately this month Jenny Diski's novel "Monkey's Uncle". That is all I can recall right now.
I have nothing else to report. I am not in the mood to watch professional football this afternoon. I am not in the mood to go for a walk someplace and take pictures. I suppose I will close to wait it out in silence. There is no way of escape. I am trapped.