Current earworm: “Letter Never Sent” by REM.

Had coffee yesterday with Bryan, then walked to the train past Green Lake.

Thanksgiving dinner, with Mom, at Greg and Jocelyn’s.

Today’s kitchen victory: bread.

Meghan and Mom and I went to the dude’s campus band concert tonight.

Our new mattress arrived today.

Speaking of books, I’m slowly rereading Le Guin’s version of the Tao Te Ching, and I just started rereading her masterwork, Always Coming Home.

Started reading The Will of the Many by James Islington but set aside about a third of the way through. I’d bought a copy based solely on its cover and heft, but found myself disliking every character, none of whom seemed capable of uttering a simple true statement.

Got my flu shot, finally.

Meghan and I tried to go to the pub for our anniversary, but it was packed, so we ended up having pizza and a drink at Ridge in Greenwood.

Of course the weekend after posting about the months-long pattern of spam email dropping to near nothing on the weekend, I get a ton of spam email. Current spam hyperfixations include Costco, Omaha steaks, AAA, and Ace Hardware.

Finished reading The Dog of the South by Charles Portis. This was amazing; every character was such a weirdo, such a wild card, that I never knew what was going to happen next, and was just along for the ride. Portis treated each of them with respect, and the overall effect was maybe something like a less cruel, less political Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (meant in a good way).

One of the amusements I get from the current state of the internet is that sending spam email seems to be a Monday-to-Friday job.

Ran into Nathan and Miller and Bryan at the No Kings protest today.