11/20/2016: Silence, then the whir of at least forty wings as a score or so of sparrows swoop in over the house to assault my feeders.
11/21/2016: It remains among the strangest things to me how the body feels differently from day to day, as the one I inhabited this morning sure seemed a superior model to the one I last tried to navigate a yoga class in.
11/22/2016: Whoever said social media and smartphones would make our lives so much easier should probably be buried in concrete at the bottom of a swimming pool.
11/23/2016: Will make paper snowflakes for pizza . . . apparently.
11/24/2016: Vegetarian Thanksgiving proves one doesn’t need meat to stagger away from the table feeling like a parade blimp.
11/25/2016: I marvel at the idea that being disinterested in shopping causes many folks to view one as some kind of zoo animal kept solitary in a filthy enclosure.
11/26/2016: It isn’t entirely unhealthy from time to time for one to put both hands on the counter, palms flat, look left, then right, and wonder, “How the fuck did I end up here?”