I had a dream that a certain part of my project bike
required a Native American system that would not function unless I accepted
defeat.
I spent a
lot of time on Wednesday working on my review of Tuesday night’s Shab-e She’r
poetry reading.
By the late
afternoon my ass was getting pretty sore from having been sitting at the
computer for so long. I was very grateful when I suddenly remembered that it
was Wednesday and so I could have a beer with my dinner. That meant that I was
able to get off my ass, get dressed and go out to the liquor store to buy a can
of Creemore.
For dinner
I made the frozen goat cheese and veggie pizza that I’d gotten from the food
bank. I tend not to buy those kinds of frozen prepared food at the supermarket,
for one thing because I think that the more ingredients there are the greater
the risk of food poisoning. Another reason is because they taste like
borderline garbage. Especially if it’s a multi-veggie frozen pizza, not all of
the ingredients are going to come out all right. Food that is frozen raw, like
fish and meat tends to be okay though.
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