SATURDAY IN BROOKLYN

I haven't been very conscious today. I woke up early to head down here to get the Honda looked at and to see Kathleen. I spent most of the day napping here chez Marki-Volny. And I still haven't woken up. On the other hand, I decidedly needed sleep.

Now I am watching Gidget. Ah, California. Having grown up on surf movies, I retain some affection for them, notwithstanding the sexism. Being out there in the full-on sun is scary.

Emmylou was sooooooooo happy to see me. She was mewing before I got the door opened. She even blessed me with her presence during a nap, which is rare. It has been lovely to hang out with her. I hope Cooder is doing fine without me in Brewster.

This "sculpture" is outside the Meineke dealer where I took the Honda. A part needs to be ordered so I have to bring it back next week. After a $166 test, I still don't know how much it will cost. But I do know how lovely these folks are. They wouldn't take my credit card, saying that they trusted me (I've been going there for a couple of years). That's a nice feeling.

This was Cooder napping with me yesterday. Her life seems to be okay. Wish I had that level of comfort.

I did get some rest today. I only moved one thing upstairs today. Tomorrow, I have more stuff to move, although it's not much. My body hurts less and maybe I will wake up, too.