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Although the count doesn’t look like it, I wrote 1100 words yesterday, did two loads of laundry, took the bus down to the Quay to see little Alex and Katie.  Katie left me alone with him for a while for a bathroom break.  Without speech he demanded a closer inspection of the train then parked on the track.  We went to inspect it, and he took my hand with no demur. When we got there I said, “When the train starts moving again it’s going to make a lot of noise which you may not enjoy.” He stuck his little hand up like a flag and demanded to recross the street, where it occurred to him that his mother had once again abandoned him to strangers and he grizzled and grizzled until she came back.

We walked to the kids’ submarine and back and then I did a quick SCHNACKS run to the Safeway at New West Station.

The arthritis flare in my left index finger joint is preventing me from practicing mandolin for longer than about 10 minutes at a time, which I’m really hating.

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Allegra

Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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