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  out the living room window at 6 am a few days ago      After a couple of days my fear and dislike of this Arctic intrusion comes to the fore. And that fore is now. Yesterday for example S fell and hurt her wrist. Today we went on the boat to get it checked and it is broke, so now she is sort of upset and I have to wait on her. Today was a plus I guess as now she knows and I went to the Donut shop and Costco where I was able, to my astonishment, to obtain a jug (two actually due to wholesale) of SourSop Nectar. It was as though someone walked up to me in the parking lot with a 5 gallon plastic bucket of ginger wine and offered me a li taste and the bucket to sit on.      S came out wrapped from elbow to knuckle and we headed back to Costco for the pain pills but decided against that and turned around and headed for the ferry. We brought the dogs but they didn't get much out of it.

  going to Al and Bill's looks like teen spirit washing up      Familiarity with little Palm Springs brought forth with walks through the neighborhoods of the movie colony, Al Jolson's place was just across the street, Lily Tomlin over there and the Hershey's house up the street said our informant clipping her hedge, then downtown and up to the Palisades with the rocks of the immense alluvial fan out of the mountains and its three zillion dollar houses surrounded by 70 empty lots starting at 700K.      Great dinner party with several of us ancient Whidbey people, cookies earlier with Frank and Rick who walks the mountains like John the ex-MD who does the same.      Couple nights at the nearby Marriott in which finding no microwave in the room I thought I might heat my tortillas with the provided hair dryer; didn't really work, so I tried it on the butter - also no.      Flew out of the desert in the early morning, railed into Columbia City with a guy nodding off on real

  Mike's complex in Palm Springs where we are now guys digging out their boat just below the richest section of Santa Barbara Butterfly Beach Santa Barbara Marsh Avenue, San Luis Obispo      Title has little or nothing to do with anything personal, just like the sound of it as well as the Adele belting version I have stuck in my head (she swallows the rolling part seems to me, but still). Got to go do third covid test in the last 24 hours even though 2 out of three so far have been negative. Hate to waste the 2nd home test.       Third test negative, so guess I have a cold or Pembrolizumab is disrupting my thyroid (which is a thing; I just looked it up).      And so we rolled south all the way from the Old West Inn in Willits  our's is on the left with the barber poles to the Hamilton Inn and Suites in San Luis Obispo from whence we sailed into Greg and Kim's ever-idyllic home on the corner of Chiquita and Cota. What a gracious and relaxed time that was. With a real fire o

       The weather outside (the car) has been frightful. Rain at times heavy enough to blind. A touch of sleet just south of Cresent City in the near dark, traffic spray and deluge. Hotels are nice now, especially the SureStay on the shore in Gold Beach, OR. There was a nostalgic lunch at the Seascape cafe in Trinidad, CA. and a night at the Old West Inn in Willits in the Barber Shop room next to the Blacksmith room. The Old West offered a ticket for a $5 breakfast at Lumberjack's two stoplights south. Lunchette at the MacDonalds in Morgan Hill I think and now sweeping south to San Luis Obispo and the Hamilton Inn and Suites. Oh, and sunny blue skies after Santa Rosa.

  Our ride Our room the naturals       We, M and I, set out and boarded the boat for  the nine thirty sailing. Sailing into heavy rain most of the way to Jack’s house in lake Oswego. Good night. We are at the la Quinta now and had a good time with Mike’s friend Jack. Although Mike got emotional at seeing Jack so beaten down by having his foot crushed by a pickup truck and getting Covid and stepping over homeless people with guns.       We went for Thai food, said our appreciations and burst south to Salem. Tomorrow the ShurStay Plus Hotel by Best Western Gold Beach will be our crib.

  S and D and the Rs Taj Mahal in Christmas clothes the ever present Evergreen State ferry at Langley      Spent a quiet half hour tutoring a young man from B's cohort in reading who neither needed nor wanted tutoring. We read the section in Huckleberry Finn in which Jim and Huckleberry meet the King and the Duke, a couple of scammers if there ever was. Experienced the reading aloud of The Castle in the Attic by B with the choral response by the cohort. Some of the group were out of tune it being Monday.      A fine evening of dinner with Dean and Mary. Beer, Kombucha and wine for beverages, cauliflower soup with a sweet/tart relish, peanut stir fry and chocolate cheese cake and cookies. I don't recall that any political items were discussed.      Rough weather came in the night and electric failed mostly on the island. S, D and I walked down to the sea wall to see the waves crashing. I drove across to the U.S. and into Costcovia for drugs, kombucha, apples, grape tomatoes, a

SCCA - best seat in the house by Paxman - pioneer in scalp cooling Tapster - draw your own, pay by the ounce Corgi at beer place swings at the beer place under the Googleplex whiskey in a glass dragon at Costcovia Kindling out of reach at the Beechers cheese mansion on Shore Ave.   The joys of infusion day:          Two braided glazed from Henry's Donuts          Failure then success in the IV placement station - the young Tom Petty fan had to once again call in a second to find and pierce a vein          15 minute mile to make it back from walk among the micro-mobile around the south end of Lake Union, but still a little late for the infuse.          PA Jim gave me 90 oxy          Lunch of ricotta and spinach lasagna and a delightful little salad at the Red Brick Bistro on the second floor of SCCA building          Total efficiency hunter gathering in Costcovia          Friday night ferry less than half full The raptures of Saturday:          B's description  on a graveyard wa

No sugar, no calories, no coke        Taking the air with beings beyond the everyday. Soon expect to walk the dykes at Deer Lagoon with not only the ever-present D but DK. Tomorrow may see Me, B. and D walking in the deep Saratoga.      Hot tub drained and cleaned, then refilled, chemed and tested. Must take a day for full heat to return.      Spoke by text with Alison about her procedure and it turned out to be the same as mine. She is showing progress at slowing even stabilizing her illness.     I learned today, from a reliable source, that the Australian Aborigines don't say hello but where are you going? The answer will always be a cardinal direction like nor-northeast or you might have a scorpion on your southeast leg. Very spatially oriented people due to language structure and lack of road signs.