Scraps

I had something to write this morning and then it was gone. I didn't write it down. Of course my desk in the office is littered with little scraps of paper. One such notation to myself says; pick up avocados,  Esalen, tiramisu, buon compleano (happy birthday in Italian), Sid Arthur, some arithmetic, a note from our house sitter telling me to check out Caro Emerald on YouTube, which I still haven't done.

There's a great article in the October 24 issue of Rolling Stone about the right wing of the
Republican Party. I have two incomplete movie scripts, 4 months of business receipts that need to be entered into my accounting ledger, and notes from Geri to herself that make absolutely on sense to me at all.

So, there you have it. This reads like an Andy Rooney piece.

That's it for today.

Life is what happens between meals.

Peace,

Make Food/Not War

Food consumption;

Breakfast; 2 pieces of dense sour dough bread w/butter, black coffee, one sugar

Lunch; general Tao's chicken w/shrimp fried rice, 6 pot stickers

Dinner; shrimp fried rice

Exercise; 1/2 hr. biking, 5.5 miles walking/hiking