And no, I haven't a clue.

Got up at 08:00, after letting the phone go unanswered (but ringing, O how it rang!) a coupla times.

And Karen fixed a nice breakfast, eggs and french toast. Lotsa carbs there.

Then she had some errands to do, she came back about 13:30 and we went out to eat and to Sam's. We'd decided on steak & shake, but we drove by Pantera and Karen said, "O! Do you want to go there?" And I said, "Do they have shakes?& And she said, "No...." And I said, "Well, OK, then." as I drove on.

And we ate too much, or at least I did, enough to last me the rest of the day, anyway. I'm really starting to not watch the carbs nearly as closely as I should, gotta stop that right now.

Thunderstorms, the bane (to some weird people) of spring, are popping up recently. We haven't had a good one yet, but it's *way* early. I love 'em, of course, as does every male-child of the plains. And when it comes to storms, we're all like children... wanna see, wanna play! Feel the wind blowing through our locks (heh) and on our faces, making sails out of our shirts, revelling to the sharp sweet smell of that first burst of ozone from under the clouds. Wonderful, simply wonderful.

On a completely different note, I got my musician's friend catalog today, and there, on page 73, was the guitar that I envisioned building. Not quite in every detail, but really close. I wonder if I hadn't seen it before and just didn't consciously remember it, my mind is funny that way, y'know? For those of you who are curious, it's #51107....

OK, back to the eatingshopping trip. We looked around Sam's for quite a while, and about the time that we were ready to go I flaked out. Got really, really tired and had to set down for a few minutes. And ever since then I've just really felt drained. Probably a lot of it is from not sleeping, but I just realized that's the most that I've been on my feet since I got the pacer put in.

I need to start walking every day. If I remember rightly, I asked the doc when he did my angiogram to take a look at my iliacs, and I think that he said they looked good. Which means that I really shouldn't be having leg pain, right? At least, not from lack of blood, which is what I've thought for the last few years.

Right now, though, I think that I'll just wrap this up and go to bed.