1. On my Facebook page I saw a Starbucks ad that said, "Better days start with the pop of a cap."
I thought it said, "Better days start with the poop of a cat."
2. I spent the last couple of days by myself in the house, sending out news about Bruce, working crossword puzzles, comforting myself with food, listening to classical music, having some phone conversations with Stu, doing some kitchen clean up, and napping.
Today, I was determined to leave the house.
I drove to CdA and went to Supercuts for a trim.
I happened to arrive in a gap between two rushes of customers and Maggie, working the shop alone, ushered me to her chair so she could be finished with me before the next rush ensued.
She was a terrific conversationalist and our non-stop talking back and forth helped make my time in the chair go by quickly.
3. Today was Winning Wednesday at the CdA Casino.
I left Supercuts around 1:00 and I hadn't eaten yet.
I decided it would be relaxing to have a mushroom and Swiss cheese burger with fries and a half a garden salad at the Red Tail Grill and so drove to the casino.
I went to a kiosk, swiped my player's card, found out how much free play I was entitled to, got a five dollar dining voucher, and enjoyed my leisurely lunch which would turn out to be the only meal I'd need all day.
I spun wheels for a while and neither Lady Luck, the Luck of the Irish, nor Dumb Luck were with me today, so I decided not to try to stage some kind of epic Joe Montana-style comeback to recoup my modest losses.
Instead I returned home without having to drive in the dark and felt mildly rejuvenated just by being out in the world a bit.
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