Sort of a chilly damp late spring day today. But, always trying to keep us amused, management has hired some “professionals” to make an infomercial or something about Life at The Asylum. We are amused. How many old men wear sports coats to breakfast? People have been known to show up for breakfast in their bathrobes. Word is that the actors later moved into the saloon where the ladies put on heels and they all stood around drinking colorful umbrella drinks.
(I snark at “professional” because I see that the seat cushions are not tied to the chairs. Pretty sloppy.)
This doesn’t look like any breakfast I have ever had at the Asylum. They seem to have placemats. And salt and pepper shakers. For the last 10 days or so, we have been getting salt in little packages because – our salt shakers are infested with ants. Maybe the pepper shakers are infested also. But we couldn’t actually see the ants in the pepper.
Good news, the naggy Gmail problem with “my” system isn’t fixable but the workaround works.