
Wrapping up my memorial slide show this weekend. Hope to have it in the can by 3PM tomorrow afternoon. Then, on to the taxes. But, is there any reason to do taxes? Will the republic still stand on 15April?

The Asylum kitchen wasn’t at its best today. I had waffles for breakfast. Our waffle machine makes square waffles, but a round waffle arrived at my table—a very old Eggo Waffle. One side was burnt, and the other was cold and soggy. It cost $2.75. A dinner companion ordered cottage cheese to go with her dinner. She got about two tiny bites for $1.95.
On the bright side, I had a fine steak dinner with two glasses of wine for $18.60 this evening.
I haven’t been old before. It’s nothing like being not-old. My entire outlook seems to be changing. Some for the better. Some not so good. The physical changes are horrific. But the mental changes – baring dementia – are interesting.