So I had sore muscles, complained about my lack of tennis ball for massaging the muscles, and my dear mother bought me this.

Just found out John Lurie is here; am feeling 10% better.

Black Lives Matter fundamentally broke these people’s brains. They couldn’t bear the idea that they might have to tell a different story about this country and thus tell a different story about themselves. They hated it, and now they are using everything they have to never feel that way again.

Women only want one thing and it’s Elliot Gould as Phillip Marlowe in THE LONG GOODBYE

I’ve come to accept, in my middle-age, that if it’s a “choogle” I am out. “Shambolic” though never dies.

The magnificent creature I saw a few days ago. Foolishly, I didn’t think to offer pumpkins.

Just smoking on my porch in the rain keeping an eye out for bobcats and googling if they like pumpkins. Hoping? I’m hoping for bobcats. Look I’ve had a dull day. And we’re not eating these pumpkins. (Google says they do like pumpkins. One bobcat in particular “plays” “soccer” with them.)