Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate the birthday of Johann Georg Lickl, born in 1769. He was an organist, choirmaster, and music composer.
Yesterday was nice and quiet. I planted a plot of spinach, took some trash to the dump, watched the siding contractor fix my house siding, cut up a wagon load of branches for the firewood giveaway stack, and did a coupla crossweird puzzles.
Today's quest is the final eye doctor apptment to follow up my cataract surgery. It appears that everything is okay.
Then I'm not sure how I'll blow off the afternoon. One weather place says it's gonna rain, another says it isn't. I'll predict who's right as soon as it happens. Hey, nothing wrong with predicting something after it happens! It's the only way to be sure you're right!
Signs of life