Wednesday

Looking out at that jungle in the back yard, I am wishing that I had found the nerve to mow last weekend. And they are calling for a 40% chance of storms tomorrow. After that, I should have a window of opportunity to mow before the expected rain on Sunday. Of course, if it rains hard tomorrow, then my window really shrinks waiting for the lawn to dry out enough for me to get to work on it. I am hoping that I win the coin flip and we don't get anymore rain ... ... Oh, no, Pop is showering: don't tell me that Kay is coming today and for a very long weekend! But he is not singing. So, maybe he just needs a shower ... ... I'm glad I have adopted the practice of showering directly after a wank. It's just so obviously a good, healthy idea. But there is a reason why it took me so long to come around: it really queers my nap time. After the shower it is so late in the afternoon. At first, I thought I would just skip the nap, but, no, after I dry out, I drowsiness falls heavily upon me. So, I just take a late nap ... ... 'CNN tells Trump adviser he’s losing: "Says who?" "Polls." "Which polls?" "All of them."' [Vox] But the differential, on average, is only nine points, and there is usually at least a 3-point margin of error. So, it's not like thing is a debacle, yet. Anything is still too possible ... ... After Pop comes home from his rounds, he practically passes out in his kitchen chair: his sugar-level has fallen dangerously low. It's been a long time, many months, since the last similar episode. He didn't eat out. I'm thinking he must be hurting on money, watching the nickels and dimes. I ask if he wants a honey bun. Boy, does he! He also asks me to pour him a cup of orange juice. I thought he had already taken care of that, having a cup in his hands, but it was empty ... ... Pi says, "Survey time: Do you enjoy your job? If unemployed, are you content being so?" Uh, that's kind of tricky. I am content not to have to spend a lot of my time on a job I do not care for. On the other hand, I am certainly not content being everyone's definition of a loser. Nevertheless, I should admit that I do like what I do - loser or not. That I can spend so much of my time reading and writing is wonderful. I almost couldn't ask for me, except that it might pay, of course ... ... Pi says, "Next question: Do you often pick up on double entendres and innuendos?" Is it possible to judge oneself on something like that? If you missed a double entendre or an innuendo, how would you know it? Daimon says, "I don't know, people will often let you know when you miss something like that, if only to help seal their laughter." Perhaps. In any case, it is probably safe enough to say that I am a bit slower than most in such play. I am a bit of a literalist, and much too trusting in the good faith and intentions of my fellow man.