June 25th, 2012

winter house

The Wes Anderson was good.

That was Friday night.  And here it is, Sunday night, after midnight.  I haven't taken the trash out yet.  I think the other would-be to-dos left on my list are going to have to wait.  It's getting late, and I'm zonked.

Did some babysitting last night.

Today was largely freeform.

I forgot ketchup.

Right hand asks the questions, left hand answers.  That's the way you play the game, if you're right-handed.  How do you feel?