Saturday, November 29, 2025

Friday

"My father is standing underwater and smoking his pipe."  Father in Fosse.  Father in Lentz.  Father in Antunes.  Father in Handke?  Father in Szalay? No.   AI says in Handke father absent, stepfather alcoholic and violent.  "Two Quakers in long black coats . . . " Handke. Quakers in both books.  Fosse first time ever read a book about Quakers?  for me.  Lars raised in Quaker household.  Father a Quaker.  Have flooded the house with books by both.  One Handke has great title, A Moment of True Feeling.  Yesterdays's dinner was so terrible, thanks to the moultonborough farms lame pot pie that Bela requests we do a repeat today using Mrs Callendars. She wanted Swansons turkey pot pie but that label does not show up in the stores around here, not even sure if it still exits.  Mrs C has come through in earlier years.  A marine tells Handke a story about his homecoming in Red Wing, MN. "It was as if someone else were looking at the marine.  At the same time I felt offended that he had picked me to tell his story to.  Why was it that people always told me their stories? One look at me must have told them I wouldn't like it.  But that didn't prevent them from telling me the stupidest stories with perfect calm, as if they took it for granted that I'd listen with the ears of an accomplice."  That last phrase is brilliant!!  Bought an extra remote for the upstairs bed, of course it won't pair.  Dumb.  Now I googled how to know which remote to order, which a smart person would have done beforehand.  Look at the numbers inside the remote you have that does work with the bed and order one of those with those same numbers!!  Duh.  Too much in a hurry.  Let's see if that will work.  New one might work in Abq.  Another good reason to have two wonderful houses.  "Can people see that among many gestures I always have to choose one?  And does that make them think I'm ready to accept every possible opinion?"  45 Short Letter "Maybe people can see at a glance that I'm the kind that puts up with anything . . . .  

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