1. Thanks to the winter break, Linda and I went over three weeks without talking about the Ducks and in that time the football team beat Texas and the basketball team went undefeated until Sunday. It was the most fun part of being back to work again: taking some time with Linda to talk about the games and the teams. I think we got it all figured out.
2. A young man visited our next door neighbors' little free library in their front yard and looked at books, yelled, screamed, sang, pitched himself on the ground, and showed every sign of being deranged. They called the police and by the time four officers arrived, the man was sitting in front of a tree in front of our house, talking to the tree, standing up and caressing it, continuing to chant, scream, sing, and babble. The police were patient. No. They didn't wrestle him into submission or anything. They kept an eye on him, they kept their distance, making sure he wasn't harming himself. Soon a Cahoots (Crisis Assistance Helping Out on the Streets) van arrived and once the police were able to slowly frisk the man, while he was on the ground, for anything dangerous or illegal, the Cahoots crisis worker talked the man into standing up and eventually getting into their van and a nurse was nearby the whole time. The situation ended peacefully. The police, the Cahoots people, everyone acted with restraint and patience and did exactly the right thing over about forty minutes of crisis intervention.
3. The Deke and I decided after a dinner of a bulgar, chickpea, spinach, and vegetable salad that we wanted to get out of the house for a little while and so we went to Billy Mac's and spent about an hour talking with each other, talking with Derrick and Amber, and having a quiet relaxing time together.
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