Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Food, little else.

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Steak, an incher, green beans whole can with a Doom sized dab of butter, half a can of unsweetened peaches with double the cottage cheese, and tea.  I took a premeal read.  It was 120.  After a couple hours, almost two, it reads 150.  I'll take that.  A load of laundry will be folded and a shower and shave.  It was 30... 3, 5, or 7... I think 33 F this morning.  Crazy for May.

I'd better hurry.  Want to wake when the boss arrives.  Good morning, night, and day.

Memories?  Mine?


An odd thing realized long ago.  A trick, manifold.  What she sees is a reflection of a reflection ad naseum.  If it is done right.  A strange pop I took a gamble to view.

2 comments:

  1. Every time I hear Kate Bush I wonder how that great big voice got in that little bitty girl.

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  2. As I explained to foam, or her darkfoam dilemma, with video evidence, some mice were born to roar.

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