It is difficult writing on my iPad while sitting in my chair in the living room next to my crippled little (well, 23 pounds) black dachshund; I would sit at the dining room table behind us, but he tends to start barking whenever I leave the chair. So, here I am. Since I haven’t been using Facebook for a long while now, I decided to say something here, though I have mostly forgotten what I had in mind when I started.
I decided to send my classmates an email; if I knew how I would copy it here, but then Simon the dachshund pooped, next to me, snuck one out, he did; I had to deal with that, at which point my son, J-D, arrived with a very nice birthday gift, bless him. Then Simon soaked his wrap (poor guy can no longer control his bladder, as well as his hind legs, either) and I had to change the wrap. Now it is trash time, down to the curb with the cans and the recycling container, for tomorrow is trash pickup. Thus, I shall sign off on the birthday weblog.
I decided to sign back on though I am not at the moment certain why. The time is now 3 weeks later; the hair salon open, and the hair cut. I love puns, obviously. I keep thinking I am talking to someone present, and that is a bit disconcerting. We have found a new TV series on Prime called Silent Witness that I in particular am enjoying. The central character, Dr. Sam Ryan, is a forensic pathologist, like Quincy, so to speak, for anyone old enough to remember. There, having communicated something that might be worth knowing (I am on season 3), so I am sticking with it. I really like the main character (Amanda Burton) and her various relationships with the local British constabulary.
I am also watching several more BBC productions: Modus; Grantchester; Shakespeare and Hathaway, two private detectives; their police connection is with a female establishment chief of sorts whose name is, wait for it, Chris Marlowe; Shakespeare (Lou) is female in this go round and Hathaway (Frank) is male. Just in case you have forgotten, Shakespeare’s wife was named Anne Hathaway. (Knowledge is precious.) There are several more KET series whose names I forget for the moment; that and Simon is barking for his supper. 30
The selfie in the time of coronavirus when all hair salons are closed. That’s more hair than I have had in 10 years.