I had four meetings today. The first was scheduled for me in advance. The second was scheduled for me while I was in the first meeting. Everyone knew about it, it seems, except for me. (Everyone knows more about me than me.) The third and fourth were spontaneous meetings of opportunity.
I was in no condition for any of these meetings, I think. So if my charm or humor or good answers or input were off by six percent, I apologize. I apologize and I blame the big tour I gave yesterday, an event from which I am still recovering.
Not sure how I became the tour guy, but I’m the tour guy.
I saw this bunny this morning. He is perfectly evolved to blend in with the cement. That’s an amazing summer coat, if you ask me.
The bunnies have the most curious sense of personal space. You’re fine in their eyes until you get about 18 inches away, and only then do they do the rabbit thing. Makes you wonder about how that comes to be learned. I bet each one has an experience, learning when to hop away. It’s a valuable lesson. One learned, I hope, in a not-too-painful way.2×𝑚×𝑣2
I looked through some old books today. There’s often a table of books someone is willing to donate. You can pick your way through them and, if for nothing else, it is a nice momentary diversion to read the spines. I picked up one for my lovely bride, and grabbed one or two for me, as well. Not this one. There are only so many writing handbooks I can process.
But this one fits in your pocket!
Does it? Which pocket?
Or maybe your hand!
Well, sure. Most books these days do come with the ability to be manually manipulated.
And we sprung for the spiral binding!
That’s not the selling point you think it is.
Sure it is! You can distinguish it in your bookcase!
I can’t read the non-existent spine, to see if it is the book I need to pull.
But it has this wire spiral! Easy to find!
What if someone already has that in a book.
Who would have another book like that?
I have nine of them in my office bookcase alone.
Oh? Wow. Well, this one is a writing style guide!
Seven of the nine I have in my bookcase have to do with writing or style.
And you still write like this?
Look, fictional book seller —
Fictional book giver-awayer.
Fine, whatever. You’re not really making a strong case here.
I was able to make a 2010 joke this evening, which meant I needed a 2010 photo.
Turns out the specific photo was from 2011, but it fit the point perfectly. My confusion of the date of the particular photo gave me an excuse to spend a few minutes clicking through old photos of happy times, so that was a nice part of the evening.
Also tonight, we discovered the joys of grilled wings, with nothing more than a simple salt and pepper seasoning. We bought a lot of wings, recently, and we’ll probably be returning to this style. I mention it because they were good, and you should know, and we can all want some more wings together.
