Pretty nice day, altogether. Nothing interesting, nothing bad.

Karen has been gone all day to Parsons with Kim and Matt and Andy, picking up stuff from GEDs place. Breian has been here all day.

I've been on the computer and playing music, and I found an old music book of Martas, my ex-wife. One of the songs was Greenfields, one of my favorites.

I had thought that I was getting pretty good on the keyboard, but suddenly I feel like a rank amateur, which of course I am. There is so much to learn!

19:44
Karen just got back from Parsons, she brought back some of GEDs CDs. They ate at Woody's in Yates Center, one of my favorite places when I was on the road delivering chemicals, long, long ago.

I got a call from JD, and Tyler called me last night, surprising the hell out of me, even though I've left numerous messages on his various systems. He's been without internet for a coupla months now, not that he ever answered any of my emails, either. Yeah, I still love him, and JD too, of course.

Incidentally, no chest pain, and not too many PVCs either. On the other hand, in fact, on *both* my hands, the crud is coming back. So it's back to the lotions and salves again, dammit. Gotta get this stopped before it really gets started again.

O'yeah, my brother? He doesn't ignore politics, he understands politics. Therefore he doesn't get upset or surprised. I lesson that I need to learn, and I'm working on it.