All night (it seemed) the trains rolled through, calling the crossings. Third Avenue, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, Seventh. One, not the first one I woke to, jazzed it up a little: dahhh dahhh de dahhhhhh. Giant hammer taps from WV Steel, I suppose, sounded in the intervals. There was rain splattering in a slow way outside. I’ve got early morning insomnia.

Today I used it to finish I Know This Much is True, by Wally Lamb. It’s a great page-turner.

Haven’t been interesed in keeping up my weblog lately. I don’t know why. I know it’s unfocused….what was I saying?

Oh, my, it’s interesting to see the search terms people use to find my site. They’re all unintentional hits, I know, but I’ve enlightened three others who also thought those song lyrics were, “Give me the Beach Boys to free my soul.”

What else I’ve been doing.

Christmas shopping, mostly at Amazon. I surely hope they aren’t an internet Walmart, because I have rejected major Walmart shopping due to their labor policies. If I can’t shop at Amazon, I’m in trouble.

Trying to stay anxiety free about the flu season. I have a very bad feeling about this year’s flu. I took the kids for shots & got one myself. Now I’m trying to find out where Tom can get one, since the Health Dept. is reserving their supplies for high risk folks. He works in a different public elementary school every day of the week, so I think he’s high risk.

Thinking about not selling the house & how to make it work for another 10 years. Maybe they’ll gentrify the ‘hood by then.