In the grand theatre of perception who’s playing god

Don’t act like it’s God’s job to hate; to this atheist that all looks wrong. It’s not God’s job to hate! It’s God’s essence to be BIG. Bigger than our categories, our lusts and spites and thefts. Big enough to get us comfortable with how some things were, are, and will be, big. God always cozies up to physics and mathematics! They’re some of the few other essences rolling about the universe that are big enough to be decent company.

Calm

Helped Suzanne clip Lucky’s claws. LUCKY IS AN AWESOME CAT. He has all catly features AND HE FETCHES HIS STRAWBERRY most assiduously. She has a lovely large airy apartment just off Kingsway, really close to where Mike lives.

On the obverse of the coin of like, Dave D’s Mookie is poorly in a number of ways although he’s still drinking and will be going to the vet next week. I spoke to Dave yesterday and on top of his current challenges (temperature outside changing 35 degrees C in a single day not being one of them but WOOF it got hot after the deep freeze, got to 29 degrees above yesterday in TO, August will be scorching!) this is going to press him until it’s sorted out.

D Roti Shak for supper and now, after I make coffee, breakfast. Their aloo IS SO GOOD.

Wordle in 3, 1 top 5 in Lumosity, a few little words, but mostly I watched TV and kept to myself yesterday after I got back from Suzanne’s. Called Katie to tell her I love her and what stuff her dad got rid of.