Sodom and Begorrah
Thursday night the Birds surprised me. They found a XXXL Hawaiian shirt and got it for me. Completely unexpected and any kind of present day is way on the horizon, barely a speck, hardly even Lawrence of Arabia riding his horse towards the camera.

It's missing a button but that's easily remedied. I do hope that raddidge would consider bringing down a few buttons so I can get this fixed.

Even better, the shirt is that color which is forsaken here at heptapod.org on this particular day. I can wear it to work and be considered "festive".

Finally I received from Downtime a copy of the first episode of The Sopranos season six. Unfortunately Jaybird was busy cooking and we couldn't watch it.

I need to get aluminum foil, paper towels, Listerine and tortilla chips. Also a bottle or two of the blueberry smoothie that I enjoy so much.

Lunchtime on Thursday was uneventful which made it eventful for me. The sun was just warm enough for me in my gray hoodie. The wind was blowing out of the southeast. After I was done reading and pondering various things instead of reading I went to the front of the building and lay down on the grass. With my eyes closed, I got into that almost-sleep place. The wind picked up and I imagined myself being carried aloft like I was in a coffin. Jeez, I wish I could've stayed out there.