This morning, after further cleaning and
dusting downstairs you and Carol drove to Kim and Paul’s. For lunch you took
their two cars and drove to Polaris for lunch at Max and Erma’s across the
street from the Apple Store. You picked up your new iPhone and later Paul’s
help you had everything hooked up to the car and ready. By tomorrow your old
iPhone will be dead and you’ll stop at Cincinnati Bell and have Carol’s old
phone transferred to Paul’s old iPhone 4. Paul said that if Carol decides she
wants 3G she could get the new 5C and then also go on their family plan. She doesn’t
want to presently but who knows? Once home and more chores completed you
watched two “The Mentalist” and are ready to call it a night. Tomorrow morning
more cleaning – floors and carpets. – Amorella
2242 hours. I am ready for bed. Carol is reading a recipe-oriented
magazine thinking about a new dessert to try for Craig and Alta. You did find
two sets of keys for the condo and are getting pumped for Florida and Madeira
Beach. Some time this week I’ll have to buy gas and it will be interesting to
see how closely the two calculations will be on miles per gallon. It is strange
to see a third of a tank left with about 440 miles on the tank (17 gallons) so
far. I like keeping records. We were doing 75 today on the way up and a BMW
came up behind us when we were passing a truck and I gave the pedal a push and
we moved right up to about 85 to pull in front of the truck so the BMW could
pass. It felt good to still have power at 75. This is one of the reasons
driving the Honda six is fun also. We really like this new car and are happy we
bought it.
You have more faith in solid engineering
than you do in yourself. Why is that boy? – Amorella
2255 hours. I think it goes back to the time I was about ten and
came to realize the only reason I survived my premature birth was medical
engineering – the incubator and later a burst appendix – the ambulance to get
me to the hospital some fifteen or sixteen miles away from Westerville to
downtown Columbus Grant Hospital. It had burst in Minerva Park. We drove to
Westerville and the ambulance was called; it took us downtown. Again, they had
a lot to do to save my life. It took a lot to clean me up inside and I caught
an infection so it took me a while to recover enough so I could go home. Again,
I was saved by science medical and automotive. I do have faith in science and
knowledge and engineering and reason. I have good justification. Carol has
begun to watch the Eleven O’Clock News. I am really ready to go to bed and
sleep. I'm tired of writing my thoughts. I don't have anything of value to say. I read my thoughts. For what reason? To know I exist? That must be the only reason. One day I'll be dead and will no longer write. That's really about all there is to it.
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