Blood, Breakfast, and…
0April 7, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
A detective agency.
The word of the day is: Endangerment.
[ en-deyn-jeyr ] verb (used with object) to expose todanger; imperil: It was foolish to endanger your life in that way. |
Yesterday was a day of getting a lot of reading done.
All of it done in the in-between.
First off the bat I picked up my client’s dog and delivered it to the office.
Because: corporate mascot.
Then I immediately went from there to get GooGoo from her doggy vacation.
Then I spent two hours at the doctor’s office.
It wasn’t anything major.
Just standard check-up and blood/pee stuff.
But they were slow asses.
So I read almost the entirety of “Young Frances” by Hartley Lin.
After that I went back to work.
At which point I finished “Blood Meridian” by Cormac McCarthy.
Jeezus.
That book was heavy.
It was like he just needed a reason to invent and then murder the fuck out of a shitload of people.
Like all of them, but one.
Apparently after doing some innernet homework, that book is known for its incalculable body count.
For good reason.
I think the one death in that really hurt was the dancing bear.
Just senseless.
After that drudge through the bowels of humanity I read “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” by Truman Capote.
Which didn’t really do anything to restore my faith in humanity.
So I switched gears and am rereading “Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency” by Douglas Adams.
It’s helping.
After work I rebuilt the fence that I took down on Sunday afternoon.
The one in the front yard.
Today is a day of lightbulbs, rain, more reading, and hopefully bees.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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