My dad just sent me and my brother test results about his heart, lungs, and spine. I have no idea if this was just a physical, if something happened he needed rest, no idea. Just bunch of medical terms and a note that basically says "thought you'd like to know"

WTF PARENT!

Which is what I basically wrote him back.

Did I miss an email?

All right, Dad....

Good news! I remembered the Wing Bar at the supermarket! I had been wanting buffalo wings for lunch, but thought it was excessive. At the Wing Bar you can just get what you want! Perfecto.

Timelies all!

That story is so sweet.

Oh, Dad of msbelle. That's almost communicating.

Argh, stuff coming up on Friday afternoon, SO WRONG

Maybe thinking about what WOULD make you take a different job, assuming the workload was reasonable and expectations were consistent, would be helpful? If you didn't have to look, if it just dropped in your lap.

No. Idea. I can't think of a single thing that would make me look forward to getting up in the morning and doing it. Which is one reason I'm still here.

I need to book a multi-city trip from San Francisco to India, India to Ireland, and from Ireland back to San Francisco.

I don't understand why Dublin to San Francisco is showing up as the most expensive leg of the journey.

Edit: Never mind, the internets were gaslighting me.

I can't think of a single thing that would make me look forward to getting up in the morning and doing it

See, I think that is aiming too high. But is there something that, if the opportunity arose and would not involve a pay cut or needing to put on pants and leave the house every day, would make you quit your job and do that instead? As a thought experiment.

I came home from a brisk swim to my leaves raked up (thanks to carpool kids) threw in a load of laundry and then ran over to check on Brian. He broke his foot a couple weeks ago and had surgery to put pins and plates in yesterday. The nerve block wore off this afternoon and the oxy is barely touching the pain. So I took his dog out, fed him and got a shopping list from B (which basically Gatorade and ginger ale because he now dreads trying to get to the bathroom.)

I'll go over and let Jeep out again in the morning, and he's got a friend coming to stay the rest of the weekend. He's gonna be off work until at least the 18th!

See, I think that is aiming too high. But is there something that, if the opportunity arose and would not involve a pay cut or needing to put on pants and leave the house every day, would make you quit your job and do that instead? As a thought experiment.

Movie reviewer. Maybe book reviewer, but I'm getting tired of reading being my job. If I could make money refinishing and saving old furniture, that would be awesome. Gretchen and I want to open a bookstore (with a proper little tea shop inside, and some resident rescued cats, of course). A bookstore with a furniture shop behind it, I can't think of anything better than that.

Hey, what's a high fiber (as in keep shit moving, but not alarmingly so) but not high calorie tasty snack? Given the amount of opioids he's on, he's going to need it, but he also is unhappy about being sedentary.