Billionaires Go Bleep yourselves

Almost six hours of sleep.


More would be desirable.


I GOT DISHES DONE. Now about the floor.


I also got hair washed. 


I did not attempt a run to my mail box because the bleeping presidential movements so bleepily bleeped up transit for the entire region. 


Supporting my mentee for Young Quaker Voices presentation had glitches. I tested but then had to substract some of my accessibility tools to make it work in the event. Not the only thing not quite working. 


I should either just go to bed or attempt some laundry.


Part of the reason for wanting to tell billionaires to go bleep themselves


getting bananas of the right not yet ripeness home during unstable weather patters while waiting at an unusable bus thingy that cannot even be called a bench.


still green bananas and a box containing pasta salad
Bananas to last all week



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