slowly....

 I found this picture yesterday and wanted to post it.  How long ago was that???

I'm slowly trying to re-learn everything I used to know so well, with the computer and posting to the internet, etc.

It's difficult to do all this stuff without a desk.  It's just not the same having to write in the recliner, with the computer on my lap.  But it's better than nothing.

It's difficult being non-mobile.  E.g., I'm sitting here in my recliner with a blanket on my lap and wearing a sweater, but the heat is on and it's HOT in here and I can't sit up to take off the sweater.

I listened to Ned's show this morning.  My brain is really strange.  *I* know it's Ned's show, but part of my brain thinks it's David's show.  Why?

My brain does weird things.  For example, i have a massage function on my bed and whenever it starts for some reason, my brain thinks that it's nice that Stephen (Calegari) got it for me.  I haven't seen Stephen since the 1950s!  So why my brain thinks Stephen got this massager for me I'll never understand.

The computer tells me that my battery is low. I have to find a cord and plug this in, somehow, so Ill have to stop here and write more tomorrow,