I was feeling like I missed Leo and Linda so I made Finn pancakes last night. Paul stopped by on the way to work and devoured some. I think he’s missing the kids, I am definitely missing them, and Katie posting that she was sad on Facebook diddint help.
We also sang and played a bit last night. He sure makes my Seagull sound purty; I’m working on a new tune and it was a treat to work it up in guitar first and then hand the guitar to Paul so I could noodle on the mandolin; there was some tasty stuff in there.
Jeff and I watched the last episode of The Wire; for each part of the ecosystem of the drug trade and city infrastructure, folks die or retire and others take their place; that was the point at which I realized that The Wire is really about corruption. A corrupt system only needs a bit of corruption from everyone and a whole bunch of corruption from the big players to work; now there’s research indicating that maybe that is how it’s supposed to work. Humanity will always have corruption with it, but how does one cope? Carlyle said make of yourself an honest man and then there’s one less rascal to deal with, more or less.
Of the many, many things I am grateful for, having a mother who never made me a sweater like this is one.
It snowed last night, but not enough to matter; I checked a webcam rather than going to a window, does that make me a bad person?