Lockdown: One must put up barriers to keep oneself intact

It’s 3:30 in the morning late Thursday night so this may have to be short.

I don’t remember anything about my sleep Tuesday night. I remember I got up Wednesday and had three hot dogs with mustard, ketchup, and sauerkraut for breakfast. Hebrew Nationals, reduced fat. I’m sure I could tell the difference if I had them alongside the regular beef franks, but as it was I couldn’t tell.

Got some of the easier work taken care of, then had my one-on-one with the boss. You could tell she was being patient with me but the patience was running out.

It rained like crazy for a second day in a row. Power went out in the Kapahulu area. I put nearly five pounds of pork shoulder in the Instant Pot and it was a race against the power outage.

You know what? I’m too tired to do this. Going to bed and continuing this later. To remind me:

  • rain
  • pork / tacos
  • early(ish) to bed
  • book review
  • kindle

It’s nine in the evening Friday night and I have no interest in writing anything I meant to write. I kind of just want to go quickly through the day’s non-events and send this to the cloud. I’m tired. It’s the weekend.

We’ve had ridiculous rain. It poured a few hours ago for about an hour but it’s quiet now. Wednesday was crazy. Parts of the island were really messed up, and it’s worse on Maui and Kauai.

That review of On the Horizon took much too long, but I let books pile up read and unreviewed a lot last year and the year before (films, too) so I’m trying to make myself review everything before I go to the next book. In this case, it caused me not to read my next book for almost a whole month. There are problems with this system.

Last night I finally peeled the cellophane off my Blu-Ray of Rush: Beyond the Lighted Stage, which I saw a couple of months ago via Netflix DVD. I wanted my own copy because it’s so terrific.

I don’t know if I can say this about more than two or three artists, but I actually love this band. I don’t mean I love their playing or their music. I mean the band. The feelings that swell up in me when I watch this thing are pretty much love. And it is such a well-made documentary.

Prying it out of this stack of CDs, DVDs, Blu-Rays, and paperbcks on my desk (it’s not a huge stack; it’s just varied), I found my missing Kindle. So now I’ve finally reviewed that book and found my Kindle. A lot of reading is in store this weekend, especially if this weather continues, which it’s expected to do. 98% chance of rain today. 99% Saturday. 86% Sunday. Bring it.

Breakfast Wednesday was a couple of hot dogs with ketchup, mustard, and sauerkraut. My very late lunch was chunks of pressure-cooked pork shoulder, mostly popped into my mouth as I tore it into shreds after it cooked. My very late dinner was a couple of pork tacos with red cabbage and extra-sharp cheddar.

Crush Girl and I texted very briefly in the evening, about the weather. I got several texts from coworkers for something non-work-related. Something fun. Jennifer texted me an update of the new orphaned baby otter. They anmed her (the otter, not Jennifer) Quatse. Sylvia and I texted about getting our shots. I told her what it was like for me, and she went for hers. Cathy responded to my Tuesday text to talk about her parents’ vaccinations. Cathy got her first. The other Jennifer recommended a book she’s reading and I bought it immediately.

I turned in early, like before 2:00. The weather encouraged it.

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