I’m nocturnal. It’s just the way I am. For two days in a row I’ve been awoken by early-morning calls, so tonight I’m unplugging the phone. At fifty-three and enjoying the fruits of several illnesses, I can’t bounce back anymore. Don’t bother calling me tomorrow morning. My crankiness accounts for tonight’s post, which explains in…
Not a real post tonight
January 28, 2015
This isn’t a real post. I’m filling the empty spot for January 28, 2015, which will keep the Google Web crawlers happy. Tomorrow I’ll be doing many things I hate. Getting up at dawn (hate it). Being driven into Los Angeles (hate it). Going by freeway (hate it). In rush hour (hate it). Being interviewed…