Going well at the lake. Spent today swimming/on a boat. Someone is listening to butt rock and working out about 20 feet away. I have several posts to make, but I have to transport them from floppy disk, so that won’t be happening too soon. Coming home either Sept. 20 or Oct. 20, depending on a few things. Just reread “Willard and his Bowling Trophies,” by Richard Brautigan. I hadn’t read it since high school, and wow. More emotion in 160 pages than any of these young superstars like Franzen or Foster Wallace can spew out in 600. I think I may take a nap.
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