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Saturday, November 5, 2022

Sunday, November 6, 2022

In bed around midnight, Sarah arrived around 10:40, up at 6:30.  Sarah came laden with gifts: two jars of the German mustard that I enjoyed so much at and after my 80th birthday brunch at Andy's and a bottle of gewürztraminer grappa direct from Train, Italy.  I'm eager to try it.

Body Parts

I remember my father calmly telling me years ago that "my parts are failing."  I knew generally what he was saying and he didn't get into specifics.  I started my day with my internal parts failing, distressingly.  No need to get into specifics.  Under the weather today, unwell, weak.

Scary Fedspeak  

“Today’s environment of rapid synchronous global monetary policy tightening, elevated inflation and high uncertainty associated with the pandemic and the war raises the risk that a shock could lead to the amplification of vulnerabilities,” Lael Brainard, the Fed’s vice chair, said in a statement released with the report.

Recycling Run

Went to the Salvation Army downtown to drop off a collection of old electronic stuff for free recycling.  Old TV, stereo, CD changer, etc.

Donald Hall: Essays After Eighty

Death: "It is sensible of me to be aware that I will die one of these days.  I will not pass away.  Every day millions of people pass away -in obituaries, death notices, cards of consolation,-mails to the corpse's friends -but people don't die.  Sometimes they rest in peace, quit this world, go the way of all flesh, depart, give up the ghost, breathe a last breath . . . . At some point in my seventies, death stopped being interesting. . . In my eighties, my days have narrowed as they must. . . I try not to break my neck, I write letters, I take naps, I write essays. . . My goal in life is to make it to the bathroom.

Windstorm

Lights Out!!!!