Way into the "wee hours" of this August 27...it is Friday and I can't type worth a damn at this time...too much stuff and not enough mind stuff but several minutes later I have come back and I am typing with my usual slowness...It is about 6:2oa, and it raining and Fox 41 is on the tv...the same bumper music and the same graphics drive me crazy...Barry B.... is back and he is good and funny, but what the hell does that matter...I am getting stiffed with this bullshit local television...If the pragmatic Foxx was here he would think of some orbital reason why do that, explaining in his Milwaukee's Best way why they do that, however, I never really connect with those explanations.

Rain! It is here for the first time this week. At almost 7a, light is coming gradually and there is a steady drizzle. It is kind of melacholy, but I am absorbing it well...I just talked to Philip Michael
and he is going to a home football game tonight. I hope he will be safe...