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~~ In Dementia-ville, nothing stands still. Aides come, aides go, and I am always the last to know. “Let’s make hay!” a taxi driver brays at me yesterday. “Huh?” I say as I walk away. “You called,” he implied, a charge I denied. “Well, someone did,” he insisted. Obviously, I resisted. And drove to yoga.

~~ I ate lunch yesterday to an operetta featuring a soprano working the word Shit up and down the scale and an alto interjecting No! Stop that!before each scene came to a close. I could have cut my meal short or indulged in some stress eating. You think I’d have learned by now that stress eating is never comforting.

~~ Overheard: “There was zero doubt she’d divorce him. I mean, less than zero. Much, much, much less than zero.” [I lost interest in the conversation and walked away.]

~~ Last week we traveled to Allentown, PA to catch a minor league baseball game. Not just any baseball game, but a game played by the team that employs my son as a pre- and post-game announcer. On Labor Day, he had the opportunity to be in the broadcast booth calling the game alongside the principal play-by-play announcer. What an achievement!
However, if I do say so myself, I was the person in the family that achieved the most. You see, the radio broadcast is piped into the corridors and yes, into the restrooms. While I was in one of said restrooms, I did not yell out, “That’s my kid!” despite every fiber in my body wanting to share my pride with all the unsuspecting women at the sinks and in the stalls.

~~ We were going to fly back to PA yesterday for a playoff game but the weather wasn’t great in the Lehigh Valley. Therefore, we decided to fly to Montauk so we could do a restaurant review for the magazine. Except we got a later start than we expected and when we got to the restaurant (without a reservation) the wait was far too long for a post-Labor Day out east eatery. So we turned around and flew back. And at 9:30 at night, I had a tomato sandwich. (OK, I had two. I was stressed.) The whole reason I am sharing this pointless evening with you is so that I can show you a few photos I took while basically delaying writing this blog:


~~ The September issue of Boating Times Long Island has great stories, as usual. I recommend the story about social jet lag, which has zip to do with boating and everything to do with your health and mood.

~~ Having just related how I lost an evening when I should have been writing, and touted the benefits of embracing regular sleep, I found I didn’t have the stomach to rant about politics this week. Oh, heck, even after two tomato sandwiches, I have a little room for some snark:

Dasvidaniya. Have a great weekend.
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