We have Blue Planet on DVD. Want to borrow them? We can watch it on Netflix streaming. David Attenborough’s voice makes small personnel fall asleep.
Tom drove me to the vegetable stand to exchange two ears of corn; they had been hacked, presumably by the harvester, not by a passing machete-wielding zombie. I’m befuddled today, or I would have noticed.
We also got a jar of seedless blackberry jam.
Maybe, when I get the new laptop, I’ll see if I can get the Blue Planet series on Netflix. I’d rather have the DVD movies, but they cost more than I think I can afford for the next year.
Last night was another where I communed with the bathroom fixtures, so I’m not at my best today. I was supposed to go to Busdaddy’s and cook supper for him, but I’m afraid to 1.) leave home, and 2.) eat anything.