Tuesday: Woke around 10, MB gone to work. Email. Cats. Shower. Cats. Down basement. More email, and setting up some stuff for ongoing contact with course participants. Putting away laundry. Watching how I get sucked into house projects.
In to work. Coffee. Deval Patrick looks like he's going to win. My Doolin guitar was waiting for me in a box covered with UPS stickers. Shifting gears back into the "writing to hard disk" project. This is the second or third time I've written this code, it seems. Took a break to go buy some lunch. Ran into a couple of street urchins. They claimed to be 18, but I think they were probably more like 14. I bought them sandwiches. Back at my desk, and more work. J is out sick today, which is unfortunate, since he's not able to test my recent changes. Worked until 6:40, then off to yoga.
Wendy worked us pretty hard tonight. Lots of sun salutations, with variations. After class I had a long chat with her about the center's finances, and what I could use as additions to its programming.
Back home, and hanging out with MB eating leftover Indian food, and talking about the horrible state of our government. Hanging out on the couch. I invented a new Buddhist plot line: Once there was a baby. It was cute and pudgy. It grew up, ate a lot, and pooped. And then when it was old, it died. The end. Playing in iPhoto.
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