Tomatos. SIrens. More followups from the grapevine.


Composing this post with just screen reader not turining screen enlargemetn on. Various ways for that to be a typographical adventure.

RantWoman discovered THREE tiny new tomatoes on the plant where to eg-sizzed one disappeared.

There are still no tomatoes at all on one plant. Sigh.

There were two sets of sirens on Thursday. One was for a fire at one of the car camper vehicles down the street.

The other was for relentless beep baseball promoter and all around formidable blind community presence who worked at the Lighthouse until he had a massive heart attack. He was younger than I am. SOcail media is full of remembering.

Sleep was another night of a couple hours in the chair, almost 4 hours in bed and then another 45 minutes.

Today I made chili and ran errands. Laundry needs to happen but it can wait a couple more days.

At a meeting Friday various points from elevator grapevine came up" responsible staffperson told me I should report every time I smell weird odors coming in my window. Smarphones rock. But I could still ive without the headache metallic smell /taste and slight burning in nostrils. So I fled for now. 24/7 access to the computer lab is such a gift.


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