Bailed out of work only half an hour late (oh, look, another meeting, on "no meetings Friday" and when I'm supposed to be in testing as my calendar clearly states), remembered that I had to buy gas and turned on Waze to tell me where the nearest Shell station is and it immediately asked me if I was going to the farmers' market so I was all, well, okay, I guess I am now. Hey, for all I know someone will be selling shrimp. No one was, but I did get apricots, strawberries and cauliflower that I don't need and scallions that I do. Went and bought gas. Went to the grocery store and remembered a bunch of things that were not on my list but that I'm pretty sure I actually need (ice cream was on the list). Forgot to buy water to drink either in the store or on the way home which was kinda bad because it is very hot. But made it home where I have plenty of water and got stuff into the fridge and freezer and now feel like I am too hot and tired to cook or eat. Maybe I can manage ice cream, but that might be too much food for right now. OTOH, I also don't have lunch tomorrow if I don't cook tonight, so I don't know how to resolve that. Might be future -t's problem.

Got my shrimp assembled and into a ziplock bag. My phone will tell me when the water is the correct temperature to add the shrimp. This is awesome. Maybe by the time it's done I will feel like eating, who knows?

I think Tino won today, but I had a really good chicken mole tamale for lunch, so that's something.

Normally, this would not bother me, but the existence of the Palin family in the public eye, preaching about what is right and what is wrong sticks in my craw.

I think the fact that she has been the "abstinence only" ambassador for the Candie's foundation (no really) is, at the least, deeply ironic.

Certainly an excellent ambassador for how well "abstinence only" works. (eyeroll)

Candie's foundation? Huh. The world is very odd.

I think I like this wine better when it's very hot. When the weather is hot and the wine is cold. Or I am less critical. Or perhaps my senses are generally dulled. Hard to say.

I do not, surprisingly, like it better with spicy food. At least not this spicy food. But the shrimp is really good if I do say so myself.

And one pint of ice cream later, I think it is cool enough to try to go to sleep. Hooray!

Ice cream helps things. Hopefully it will have helped my chord progression problem when I walk back over to the studio now,

I need to just bail fb I think. I should at least just step away for a while, it is not good for me.

Although I must also say that watching my libertarian, small c conservative husband tear someone a new one over their insanely racist posts (black people in the sixties used to be quiet, decent, church going folk until the progressives used their social engineering to turn the, into the welfare class, dontcha know) is deeply satisfying. She was all, you're clearly a liberal, and he was, yeah no.