This computer is one keystroke away from a bullet in the hard drive. Not sure what its problem is, and don’t care anymore.
Up at 6:00 for an early coffee with my pal, George. Had a good time swapping stories. Drank a couple of cups on the front porch when I got home, updated a few submissions, and spent the next hour and half at the gym pushing things around.
Coming close to the end of Dispatches. Also re-reading a number of R. Carver stories. Despite my having dedicated a lifetime to understanding literature, I’m not sure I’m any further ahead than I was in my twenties.
Wanted to do some fishing today, but the weather had gone south before I ever got up and stayed that way the entire day.
Driving to Leadville tomorrow. Be good to get out of town again. Don’t know why, but it will.