november to-do list

House and Garden

Take out vegetable gardens

Vacuum porch again after all leaves are down

Empty and cover swamp cooler

Clean gutters

Measure closet for shelves again

Take delivery of, and stack, firewood, 4th

Rake leaves

Errands

BB&B: new towels and bathmats

HD: Lumber for shelves for closet and furnace room and tarps for leaf-hauling

Tattered Cover: A Spot of Bother for DMB and The Slave Dancer to read to RDC

Kinwork and lisaism

HEBD's birthday, 1st

Sushi with Trish and Jared, 2nd

Scuba practice, 6th

Open water certification dive, 11th

Maven's birthday, 11th

Bookclub chez moi, 13th

RDC's birthday, 13th

"Magic Flute," 16th

Family arrive, 18th

TJZD's birthday, 30th

Souvenirs to scrapbook

Reading

Reread Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's for 13 November

Susan Cooper, Victory

Margaret Geoge, Helen of Troy

Harold Keith, Rifles for Watie

Mary Renault, The Friendly Young Ladies

Bill Bryson, In a Sunburned Country

F. Scott Fitzgerld, The Beautiful and the Damned for background noise

Exercise

Swim some

Bike some

Physical therapy

Home exercises for pt, at least some

Before 18th:

Target: towels and two poster frames and maybe throw rug for bedroom

Rocking chair to bedroom

Gateleg table to bedroom

Furniture for RDC's study

Vacuum upholstery

Oil furniture

Tidy study and make into guest room

06:06

ionesco writes spam for lucky

This is the best spam ever. I feel like a bald soprano being led around by a leash:

"The shabby pig pen slyly cooks cheese grits for the apartment building
over the cocker spaniel. A grain of sand defined by the asteroid trembles,
because some spider about a cheese wheel knows a thoroughly resplendent
tomato. Sometimes the greasy mortician prays, but a garbage can about
another turkey always steals pencils from a globule! Furthermore, a minivan
self-flagellates, and the hypnotic cargo bay competes with the tuba player.
A garbage can is somewhat precise. The surly pickup truck steals pencils
from a line dancer for the tornado. Some wheelbarrow is ridiculously
mean-spirited. When the pathetic fairy rejoices, some earring gets stinking
drunk. A spider of a nation conquers the familiar microscope."

On the other hand, it reads kind of like one of my more random dreams. Usually I refrain but now I have to mention that yesterday I had a slash dream about Jondalar and Michael Jackson.