Today I am going to go and see a music teacher who lives close by to see if I can take lessons; then I’m going up to my old workplace for lunch; then I’m going to Surrey for a while, and then I should be home for supper. This is the most I’ve been on transit since the fireworks last summer.
Last night Tom and Peggy and Paul and Keith came over for broiled pork chop, cauliflower and home made cheese sauce, salad, cole slaw, corn and garlic bread. Dessert was fresh fruit and pecan torte. It was all nommers. Then we sang and played for a while.
I light a candle for everybody killed and injured at Fort Hood yesterday. I am sure there will be an uptick in attacks on furrin brown people as a consequence. I light a candle for the man who thought he could made a contribution to world peace by slaughtering his fellow soldiers. It’s just so grisly, and so wrong.
