Dinner tomorrow.

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I may not be doing perfectly well, but I do feel good.  Good enough to plan, plot, toil, and tinker.  That, by the way, is what passes for fun.  And I really like having fun.

I called my friend.  I suggested a time frame.  He decided that tomorrow sounds better.  Plus he wants me to work on his machine... computer.  I can do that too, after dinner.  The drive should settle the meal by the time we return.  I need to use his computer, for a second... more his printer, but his computer will be needed as well, as I don't know how to figure out another way to use his printer otherwise... no way that I would trust.  Yes, yes, there are ways, but I have no faith in security.  Not needed in this case, but that isn't the point.  Plus, just being associated with some programs opens up doors for the corrupt and idiotic, who just by their nature are political and religious enemies.

All good.  That means, besides just washing the dishes a final time, showering, then putting those to rinse, I can finish them.  Then hit the kitchen at least with a once-over.  As well, I can set up the camera and take some pictures.  I'll wait on that until traffic cools off.  I will get in a shower, too, and tomorrow.  I love showers, by the way.  I love baths more, but those are a lot of work before and after.  I received the second photo editing program today as well.  I hope to load that up tonight, and see about it.  Is it better?  I don't know.  It is much better at storing and managing large numbers of photos, beyond any doubt.  And, from what I have seen and read, it probably is a good deal better at editing, touching up, and rendering RAW.  Time will tell.

I won't swear I am back in the saddle.  I do have a leg up, a hand on the horn, and am kicking like heck.  I think I'll slide back in and get back on the trail easily at this point.  It just always takes longer to do things than I thought, there is often a hitch that wasn't and possibly couldn't have been foreseen, and I always have far more to do than I can possibly get done.  Those are, quite often, the things I like.  The only bad thing is falling off.  If just as often the fall comes from trying to ride that old broken down horse a mile too far.  Thankfully the "horse" holds up better than I!  *grins*  Yeah, I'm getting back too it.  Oh... and tonight, menudo.  Yes, I think I can do most, perhaps all, of that.  Maybe.

Later.