Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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special report

I am down in the lower level writing on my lap top. The day went by swiftly and silently like a deadly snake. Right now the time is 5:14 PM Thursday evening. My wife leaves tonight for a Woman's Bible Study on Prayer. When she gets home we will watch a television show and then it is time to go to bed again. Our days speed by! No way to get off the merry-go-round.

A few minutes ago I was reading from a book titled, "The Legacy Of David Foster Wallace" Edited By Samuel Cohen & Lee Konstantinou.

I read an essay by David Foster Wallace in the book, "Consider The Lobster And Other Essays" titled, Joseph Frank's Dostoevsky. I want to read next in this volume an essay titled, Some Remarks on Kafka's Funniness From Which Probably Not Enough Has Been Removed either tonight or tomorrow.

I did not go anywhere today. My wife went to a funeral this afternoon. She told me when she got home the funeral was only 25 minutes long.

Tomorrow is a Friday. We are coming soon to the close of another month. I am ready for Spring to arrive.

I suppose I will close to drift through the rest of this day.

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