488 words yesterday

Not enough production to send stuff off to mOm, but some, anyway.  Had the worst burger in many years at Anny’s.  I SHOULD HAVE HAD THE PUTIN. I mean poutine.  I mean the smoked meat sammie.  Anything but what I ate.

The food was not cooked with love.

I shouldn’t complain, a friend took me out to dinner.

MY WRITING DESK IS SET UP.  Yay? The wireless barely works there, and yet it’s less than two metres from where I usually surf.

Happy Halloween for those who care.  I’m not participating this year. It’s the new Grinch look on me, what do you think?