I don’t like thinking about money. A random blogger I read on Sunday said she hates Christians because they leave lousy tips after church on Sunday. I wonder how many souls I have flung into hell. I don’t understand tipping. I prefer being told in advance, anonymously, how much something costs. If I decide it’s a fair price I will Read More

I identified with a lot of this self-diagnosis.

The windows will have to be closed soon. I prefer open windows and sweaters to closed windows and light clothing; for me a light draft is an uplifting and refreshing whisper of life. But it is getting seriously chilly now. Winter looms.

The migration seems to have completed just fine…on Tuesday. I am a little late mentioning that there is no need to panic.