Friday, July 10, 2026

     I give up on the novel BLACK BAG.  I’m a third of the way through the book and realize I don’t like any of the characters, mostly young sad inebriated men. This is not the book for me.  I did read the last couple of pages, maybe a resolution, but nope. Yep, my life is enlivened by the stories I read.  Characters, ideas, activities in each book.

     Thursday is a slow day, a recovery day from my activities of the week.  I fold laundry, do dishes, clean up my room, set out my medical supplies in the bathroom.  I am ready to engage again in this world we live in. I am still alive after five years of aggressive cancer treatments.  It’s not over but I now better understand the process of medical care.

    The new potato patch is up and planted. My farmer roommate has created a gopher safe planting bed for those spouting old potatoes in our kitchen. I thank her on behalf of all the old potatoes in our life. Soon we will have home grown potatoes and the gophers will have to find something else to eat.

     We watch more episodes of SUGAR in the evening. A strange show with an alien detective who is kind and good looking. The plot is opaque. Periodically I think, oh this is what it is about. We also watch monologues on the daily show for some laughter. What would these comedians do without the wars and crazy rants of our president. Better to laugh then to cry.